Go to glory and the grave.
For your foes are fierce and ruthless,
False, unmerciful, and truthless.
Young and tender, old and toothless,
All in vain their mercy crave.
All. Yes, your foes are fierce and ruthless, etc.
Serg. We observe too great a stress
On the risks that on us press,
And of reference a lack
To our chance of coming back.