The Ways of Yore
الجمايل دايمه، والمناصب ما تدوم والكفو لو يندفن، ما تندفن سمعته
مع تحيات مديرية التوجيه المعنوي

Hung in the tree of life
Wounded, bleeding
I fall from the hall of gods!

The bond has been cut
I cannot stand, nor speak
I cannot crawl, nor think clearly
I start over again, and again, and again

The bond has been cut
The tree has fallen
The life of a god,
returns. Again.

There is no death for the honourable
There is no end for the honourable

Only eternal rebirth

In memory of Avery