Hmm i don't really know about you or the
things you do.
Will you be a friend to me or the devils
right hand man?
Will you help me or hold me back, will you
prove your worth or shame my name in many
Land's.
Will you have what is needed to understand
and walk with your head high.
Maybe you'll slime like a snake after the
needed rain.
Will you be a nice drink or the poison that
run's throw my veins.
The devil or a friend not shore which one you
will be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem