Don'T Drink What Is Impure

Don't drink what is impure, it may taste good, but it's a bad liqueur; don't binge and indulge in sinful desires when death is present and celebrates the taking of another precious life: abstain from the laughter and don't confer war, but bestow pity and sorrow on everyone, never listen to a twisting tongue that can lure! Discontentment and grief weigh heavy on good souls staring at a corpse without vital senses, without its voice that made many feel great... while it's being lowered into the coldest pit! Drink wine as your ancestors did until they died, dance around the flickering fire made of logs; avoid the company of worshippers who perform a hideous, Satanic rite and sacrifice a life: it could be yours! Expunge thoughts that lead you to wild passions and leave an emptiness inside! Don't drink what is impure and looks so tempting to the eye; it's a poison that tastes sweet, then kills: put that deadly cup down and live many more years! Don't drink the nectar of ancient gods: ambrosia is ecstasy to the most pleasurable degree; being a Chiron or an Achille does not promise glory, when the breath is taken away so suddenly: if only some unchallenged decree could offer thoughts of invincibility!