Killing and sacrificing are the same
screaming in pain is so lame
it excites my ear
hearing agony and scream
hurting is fun
but seeing you is a haunt
a bleeding wound
makes the wolves hound
the pain you have
feels like cutting my head to halves
my bleeding love will never last
because you were my only last
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem