Talk:.NDQ.MjI0MDM

throw stones, oh skilled warriors, let your bows dart the fastest arrows,

the barbarousnesse shall prevail and lethally wound 

against COSMO and DAMIAN, they shall meet the most feroucious wrath;

but, a boulder won't break, spikes do not hurt those chests armed with faith aren't that fragile the archer's arrow shall return to its quiver the stones, to the cruel throwers

... ferocious flames, either upon the waves of the voracious ocean with pious feeling they are taken safe and sound to the sandy shores

the lives descend finally to the river