None shall pass! It's been bloody over now for years, Monty! How much blood can one man lose and still live, by this example, I'm sure glad we’re not too hard pressed to find the King among the fallen. Those just awakening to who I was born to be, and most of all Me! King of his own scribbled belief! Hallelujah! Praise Creation! Oh these things are enough to keep me awake at night. None shall pass! It’s been done now for years, bleed on someone else for awhile! Can I get you anything before I saunter on? A drink of water. Sure. Any brandy? No. Shame, after what I've been through. Herb? Better `n brandy! Yip. But, as we were traversing... here you shall not have shadows visit upon you, I am not a shadow… I am. I am our comeuppance at a glance in the echo that follows our steps. I'm like a giega-counter, or some such contraption, I'm red-lining on God on the giddy up in our dance! Let’s dance! You think I am not most ready? Now is the moment, ...
(The Weaver's Song)