Pull the walls in, wrap them up tight
Don't dare let in one spark of the light
Burrow into the black icy cold dark
Be sure to extinguish every last spark
Break all the chains, sever the ties
Exquisite pain as every hope dies
Tears scorch flesh as they roll their way down
Lonely empty cold death is all to be found
Sobs reverberate, sharp echoes rebound
Dark crimson blood is drawn by the sound
No part of this world will I ever be
A grave the escape that is left for me
Here on this day but gone on the morrow
God grant that it cause no one to sorrow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem