Against all odds I succumbed, To the wish of those who want us apart. They have authority over me in what is seen, And none in what they can't see. They fetter me with clutches of tribalism, But in the ideal sense I am free. For a man whose thought are not free Is not free at all. In a kingdom that exists inside my chest, They are unable to perpetrate their primordial quest. In it, exists my true being, In it, you are the queen. In it I can be who I want to be, In it I will be who you want me to be. The union of love begins in the realms of the unseen, I am then declares itself for the people to see. He who has not conquered the heart of lovers, Has toiled in vain. I will remain yours in this realm and you mine, If we remain steadfast during this trying time.