Control I have lost, all I have is rage to gain
A beautiful red river to let go of my pain
Feeling my mind beg, my heart weep
I give in and let the knife go too deep
Watch my life fade, a memory take place
Of what was once a beautifully evil face
Will you miss me when I finally descend?
An innocent soul too broken to mend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem