In the unseen eye of man,
Doeth unto the heart of the victor.
What we shall see,
For what the world will be.
There is destruction
Fine or great
that roams the world
awaiting our fate
The truth is we are vile
Yet we live to prove
That we are not
The worlds rot
Perhaps that is the best of humanity
Something that can keep our sanity
Our great savior
The great will
It will keep us sheltered in the cold
and keep us fed in famine
It will light the dark
and exterminate the evil
However what is evil if we are dark
What are we if man is vile
The questions we seek best left unspoken
Till the time we pay deaths fairy a token.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem