Whose pain breeds strength and rage ignites his will,
Whose weakness stimulates immunity and whose valour all his fears conceal,
Whose wounds ooze out vengeance and whose hatred augments his skill,
Whose blood drips like sweat and every breath echoes his zeal
Whose soul is by death fires baptized and heart encased in steel
O power of three ,the infinity ,i pray to thee ,with veracity
May a spirit as he ,so fierce and free,reside in someone as petite as me.
In perpetuity!
In perpetuity!
In perpetuity!