Cookies crumble
Windows shatter
For what reason
It doesn't matter
Winter comes
The world dies
Ever away
The dream flies
Stars fall
From the sky
The sun dips
From on high
The worms crawl
In the dirt
The scars cause
So much hurt
Death becomes me
As I become him
Im hovering on
The cliff's rim
Satan rules
Over it all
For peace and sanity
I just can't call
Rot and disease
Darkness and pain
Run down around me
Like pouring rain
The grave calls
To me it sings
A melodious chant
Throughout me rings
Come hither and yon
O'er mountain and glen
Someday it will end
And I know just when
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem