I just got back a couple of hours ago,
I'm willing to score....pills, grass, women.
All of them to seduce my mind. (thrills)
Anyway possible, make my head spin round the fire of spells.
A makeshift charlatan,
they can heal you.
I take the liberty to put my spirit and throwing it into the dark night crawlers.
Take your body/mind and run,
or I might just throw you to the crawlers................before dawn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem