It will be honest of me to repeat my goodbye

He said it was easy enough to rewrite this devotion.
He said but the cruel result didn’t force us to wait.
We simply decided to fail and run out of caution…
This power’s too fatal and desperate to delegate.
His ascent began with the right to become fully deathless.
His blood tasted oddly like sour and watery milk.
I could not explain why I felt unexpectedly restless.
I still can’t explain why I seemed even mortally sick.
We’re fading away. But together it’s more optimistic.
It still doesn’t matter – face heaven or suffer in hell.
By all best traditions the future is frightful and misty.
You’re free to believe all the human disasters befell.
But think over twice. I can’t stand any more demonstrations.
We’ll hang ourselves and nobody’ll be picturing why.
I made up my mind that I’d die but I’d stay with my precious.
And it will be honest of me to repeat my goodbye.

For E. about A.

P.S. Иллюстрация: Картина художника Джузеппе Чезари (он же Кавалер Д'Арпино) "Святое семейство со святым Антонием падуанским и ангелом". Она есть у нас в Пушкинском музее. И это одна из двух моих любимых картин, относящихся к религиозной теме, потому что вообще-то тема сама по себе "не моё". ))) Здесь это картина, конечно же, не просто так...