My grace I must feel pain ,
You break my comfort chain,
Your disciple offended ,
brought you shame,
I lost, had let your effort in vien,

I beg your punishment,
I deserve it well,
but I honour, my grace could tell ,
Where exactly I didn't do well?

If the cost is rebel to you,
I rather die than win over you,
I won't let them throw mud to you ,
You were innocent,...