My heart is perfect like a tree of light,
It shot me in the stomach this morning,
Twice the heat overtook and sped the instants,
Thrice a bullet smashed the bone of my skeleton.
My heated head bursted from collisions, inside
I felt an inferno awake from the deep sleep.
This day my night is a joy for the remembrance,
My heart boosts the light so the trick is complete;
It is the breast of knowledge that defines me.
My heart speaks, joyfully, inwardly, to gain the goal,
Admire the executioner so that this time you win life from it.
A hazard is agreed upon, a deathly silence fails,
Inner light has roared like the light of fire and ice.