Should I close my eyes and pray,
For a life that gone astray?
Or should I pull the trigger on my head,
For all the things I’ve done and said?
Tormented by a pierce desire
Weakened by my greed I’m getting tired
And even truth can’t set me free
From this unfair cage of destiny
Holding back the time, digging up my mind
Forsaken every fact making me so blind
Now the wall between right and wrong is vanishing
I could no longer recognized a day from evening
The candle to illuminate my way
Refuses to take the dimness of my days
Leading me into the dead end of my life
Seeking for the happiness, trap inside a lie
Neither bitter immortality nor death
Can never stop me though i lost my breath
Still I'll fight for my chosen destiny
foreboded by a stronger love, destined to be.
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I would like to translate this poem