today
I went out to play
with my new friend
I went to give Henry his end
it was all an experiment
a requirement
for a greater cause
I hammered out his brains without pause
on a grey brick
I emptied him from his skin so thick
whats the matter?
a iron hammer
struck into my soul
broke an orange bleeding hole
on his smiling face
I emptied my inner disgrace
a simple thought
and all the horror that it brought
do you see?
these remnants, they were he
he that smiled
and with love was piled
he who once even cried
and then died...
now when I hear a song
the lyrics make me long
no matter what any of you say
i will never forget today...
it was only an experiment
a simple to-be-met requirement
and how strange now is this feeling
that when I killed Henry. somewhere, I started bleeding
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem