Chapter 8 8

"I [Moro] advocate open warfare: tricks, I compare No experience, dare not boast, whoever wants to do it, Or just do it when necessary, not now. Did they sit down and plot the rest Thousands of millions are waiting for death, looking through the autumn waters, Waiting for the order to take off, here reluctantly Sitting as a country refugee... Although the throne he propped up by luck is out of reach, Constant assaults disturb it too, This, although not a victory, is also revenge. " "So war, overt or secret, makes no difference I [Belial] beg to differ; what can force or bluff

His [God's], or whoever can deceive his mind, his eyes Can you see everything at a glance?from high in heaven Seeing our vain schemes mocking, Not stronger against us, It is wisdom that foils our machinations.