Grace is my only hatred,
Light, my only foe.
The eyes of a serpent,
help my light stay low.
For a thousand years to me,
is the blink of an eye.
So may my power never fail,
My Dark Anger of Nigh.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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