Tear of warrior is like stone of death
In the heart of township man
Where mercy denial sinner
And dry bone calling death
At the eyes point of sword
Where crown silent of fear
During darkness hours of gun cry
When war wind blow hardly
And scepters can not stand
In the present stone of evil pole
Where tear of warrior bitter
And dropp illness of death
In the hut of hamlet soul
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I would like to translate this poem
interesting poem, yet I don't find any punctuations and that makes it hard to understand @.@ please fix this