The dark angels they've forsaken
White souls of pure perfection
Now night stalkers to awaken
And to collect in deception.
By means of eternal lifestyles
Dark angels to repay lords
To gather and swipe the flies
Like reapers with scythes or swords.
Their sniper eyes to shoot and take
A thieving army of angels kill
Will gather gifts cruelly no debate
And flutter down intently still.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem