Sweet sickly succubae of lies
Tragedy in her eyes
Destroying hearts and minds
Leaving emptiness behind
Phantasmal terror from the deep
Not a beast you’d like to meet
Showing you that all is bleak
And we are meek
Dreaded demon of the night
Come to take you to the blight
Harbourer of chaos
Harbinger of doom
Sacred sanctity
Death of humanity
Vixen of vanity
Human actuality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem