把这一句，留给此刻的你
Man, you have a son, a son who they made you believe would make you immortal by carrying your seed through centuries of generations... Your flesh, O man, your despicable and rotten flesh that cannot bear the sight of your immortality.
伙计，你有个儿子，他们让你相信他会让你长生不老，带着你的种子代代相传……你这人哪，你这卑贱朽烂的肉体，不能见你不死。