When the fate of our destinies belong to the roll of the dice of our actions and the preachings of the god are brought closer while the luxuries of the devil recede.". We are again reincarnated due to the course of our actions.  

We witness the mocking deafs ridiculing us yet we just feel pity on them for they can not hear the sounds of our triumphs in the air  , and neither the sounds of those fallen are able to befall us .  

When the cries of the silent bulls and the high notes of the whispering mongers fail to seize us , we again take birth in the form of thousands mighty kings and princes. With each of our  birth fulfilling the purpose of our existence with the continuous resilience against the obstacles of our lives symphony,  thus the mighty kings and princes neither gave up on their arms nor on their rights cause they were none other than the striving lone warriors.