Oh my love, even if you choose to die a thousand times more.
Aye, I take no time to start a war with the god of hell.
Just to revive you as an immortal,
To forge ahead our fragmentary love traces, to relive with you, to make you feel warm and safe in my artistic arms for the rest of our eternal breaths.
Oh, my beloved love, I have no aim to cause a violence and I encourage no one to be the reason for this barbarity.
Not even the god nor his evil rivalries. But, I help not even myself to start a war when it is the matter of you.
I wish he understands the harmony of your soul and send you back to me with a clean blood that help me to meet him for his righteous act when the time comes.