The Dead win wars.
The Dead decide the aftermath.
The Living choose sides.
The Dead become legends, borders, ideals.
Beware the power of the Dead.
They haunt you, hunt you, take you.
War kills even its winners.
Invoke instead the spirits of the Dead.
Live big now.
Your note is sounding.
The skulls of ancestors
and the pestilence of the swamp
will one day welcome you.
O holy dead
O dead divina
O dead