To be so in love with life,
With you, and then the only You;
Love is to die,
I grieve,
Only to find rebirth,
In learning, I died for, Love,

Within you,
My love, becomes immortalized,
And becomes the unwavering flame of remembrance,
And repentance,
Of the battles I fight, and fought,
And die/d,
for,
Your love.

And still I soldier on.
For,
To die for your love,
Is the most majestic honourable death,
I could ever imagine and crave.