oh, how my pathos makes others laugh yet I return with valor in my heart! I am once yet back, I am back... yes i am back, yearning for me is a bitter death and what awaits me in the end is a cold yet warm place
I will be gone after my return, I will be reborn to cross the river of stix and lay on the ground where the basilisk sleeps. I will be engraved in the hall of fools, oh how will i find my Elysium, will bliss be ever found? that i do not know.