Draconite

Rebirth is a revenge,
Death rhymes with vengeance.
I am preparing for war
With a sacred dance.
And here you are sitting, my love,
With your blood on a bench of misery.

Rebirth is a gift,
Death means memory.
I am getting away from weakness
With a stream of steel in my veins.
And here you are bleeding, my friend,
With your heart on a ground of cruelty.

Rebirth is a firefly,
Death brings back good-bye.
I am walking through a path of mercy
With my heart beating like drums of Victory.
And here you are dying, dear enemy,
With your own nothing as company.