I.

There is no sin in killing,

So the poet Virgil sang,

The only crime in slaying,

Is to kill a guiltless man.

When battle shouts are ringing,

And death the warrior sows,

The victim’s life is fleeing,

But the sower’s glory grows.

The vengeful spirit’s storming,

When offenders meet the blade,

And then the storms are stilling,

For justice has been made.

There is no sin in killing,

So this poet Virgil sang,

The only crime in slaying,

Is to kill a guiltless man.

by the Dionysian