Hands and feet bound by chains called fate
The heart is guarded by a sharp blade
Thanks
Even if we have to walk into a swamp of corpses, even if we step into the abyss of hell
No one can get rid of anyone
You and I are just arranged like this
May my love last forever
I once had you, like a flattering dream,
I was king in that dream, but when I woke up it was all to nothing.
——Shakespeare]