The treacherous winds may push the sails back
Holding me, the ocean that never forgives
It breaks everything I hold dear
Yet I'll never mend the broken
In the ravaging tides I might drown
Consumed by the idea of never seeing you again
It kills me, I die and will you ever forgive
But here I promise, from the seven gates of hell,
Defying death and burrowing the dead
I will come, just to see you again
I hope life would be kind enough
If not in this lifetime, the others to come!
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