Is there a morning...
After this dawn of damnation
How many will be left to tell the story...
Of this corrupted hypocrisy
Covered fallen and lost faith...
Endless sadness from the dead hearts
There is no way to rebuild from ashes and blood...
This story will never die in their hearts
You won't be forgiven...
In the name of all the fallen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem