The God of Time,
I bow before thee.
Alloweth thy Maiden to be born multiple times
For a lifetime isn’t enough for me
To love and be loved by that Gent, thou’st see?
Like sand slipping through the hourglass:
Days hath felt like years without his presence
Yet hours spent with him Hath felt like mere seconds.
Alloweth mine love to triumph ov’r death,
Grant me this divine kismet. Tie our souls with thy divine thread:
En kindle our flame once we’ve met
In our second lives, I sincerely beg.