Voice 3: Forgive and forget, Tear and set, Vie and vet, Live and let. Yet, This I forgive? I will not set my own bones, I wish to ride stone to Set. Ptolemaic as it may be, I pray for death. Voice 2: I pray for rain, Simple as it may seem, It delays the contrary, It is all it should be. Love as loved same, Wish not for pain, Wish for the gods to delay it. Fish not for enemy graves, Fish for a handshake sentient. Voice 3: The bastard dies regardless. King, czar of inaction ardent.