'With the acid that burns to the very core of my golden-yellow, lustful eyes..
I gaze right to you,
with one intention and one only;
To smother my entity in the crimson red that keeps you burning alive..
though I speak in a quivering, psychotic and lunatic tone.
. I swore to love you..
but I hold this very blade to my own throat..
to stop the monster..
I have become..
to save...
.you...'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem