All your old hope
All your old gold
Have nothing to do
With saving you this Eve
All your fearsome cold
All your fearsome swords
Have nothing to do
With saving them this Eve
All your good friends
All your good words
Having nothing to do
With saving your children this Eve
All your family pride
All your family worth
Having nothing to do
With you seeing daylight again
So say goodbye
So say you love them
So say you don’t deserve it
So say it wasn’t your own fault
So say I will suffer
So say goodbye
For no king’s horse
Nor his horses
Can put them all together again
Once I have had my fun
I’ll even let you watch
And so
I say who suffers, if not me
Then let them suffer with me
Suffer your indulgence
Suffer your arrogance
Suffer your falsehoods
And ignorance
All your old gold
All your fearsome swords
All your good words
All your family worth
Will burn this Eve
For Adam was just a fool
And Lilith the Queen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem