We live, we laugh
But when we are hit with the staff
We fall
We fall into unknowing existance
full of minds trying to take part in resistance
Darkness casts over, we are struck, we fall
Darkness is bliss, a deadly kiss, roll call
Souls are obliterated,
As we take Death by the hand
We lead a Trail of Tears
As we cross this land
Fare is fair,
Only when the price is your fears
Minds are renovated
As we come to life
No more tears, no more striff
We are numb, Demons to the 'Human Eye'
Why must you ask if we lie?
Darkness casts over, we are struck, we fall
Darkness is bliss, a deadly kiss, roll call
This is about sociopaths.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem