Loneliness my only friend
As of I have been born in the depths of deaths despair
My friend awakening from his should be internal rest
To torture me with its bear like embrace
So only the sins left by the red tainted gods of hell and
The burning flames of black and hatred
Remain in my already suffocated soul
Telling me that there is more to come
Only when it will approach is the mystery
that troubles me
For even now I am a waiting the end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem