Angry hands meet just service
Freedom comes to soon for one so long a sin
Trapped in a fortress feeling as if norm
can destroy the demon
unleash you strong
cannot accept fate as is
i will save you this i promise
this battle not to be sung
to keep so i do not insure
to sink as low as this ratchet foe
family he claims but but by blood this only true
but actions show nothing but abandonment
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem