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.