With these sacrifices I offer to my Queen,
May their sinful souls you gladly glean.
I bid you to rise from this bottomless ravine.
To purge this world's evil and the unclean.
Bring ruin upon the obscene and rise to mien.
She is the end that has been foreseen.
(Oct 12,2010)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem