I have to say continues, Chapter two loading our hearts embedded in unison, And chapter three in the kitchen Everything Cooking in The infamous Maa,
Surmounting the insurmountable The die is cast Together we belong, the promised land we shall sajourn some day, Soon or later, But be assured we shall get there
The armageddon is in our soles. The deal has been made, Made by the burning blood of I love you, Anyone coming between, A bitter cross they will carry, Their blood shall be the prize, That is the only detergent of my anger.