Do you remember home, my beloved?
Rolling green hills with meandering streams,
the orchards in blossom, the smell of spring,
the taste of ale and strawberries with cream.
There is no color, no sound of water,
only black and grey and clouds of Sulphur.
There is nothing but fire. No further.
I’m naked. Nothing between me and him.
We made it this far. Let’s finish it here.
Together as one, nothing can stop us.
I give you my legs, my strength, and my heart.
And you give us back hope