What have I to say?
The nation hates my face,
Despite, I shield the earth,
They hate our love and existence,
Tears fill my heart to the brim,
Seethed in longevity, embraced by the grave,
Death I find,
That we may rest,

Dearest!
If I sing, your plight will light,
But my heart is weaved on barks,
While I choke on wine,
The gods of the earth prosecutes us!
For our love and myrrh ,
Have become a sacrilege,
I must path while you mourn,
Your plights are mine ,
Engrossed in my cage,
The earth will shriek,
The sun will melt ,
Planet will fade and your rose a nightmare,
If we love!

The mother of the god- Zeus,
Is my mother,
Stiff-necked and sullen,
Dearest!
The Pandora box is open,
The days of love are gone,
Evil is now,
My dreams will be yours,
War after war!.