In my mind I am dead,
Devastated from the life I have.
Bound to be slain by my own misery,
Entrusting devil's insanity.
What is the reason for living,
When angels fall, crying deafeningly.
Behind my faith is betrayal,
Behind my hope is despair.
My death is one thing I dreamt of,
For in my death I will be free from my agony.
With the last breath of my soul,
The shadows of my sorrow will fall.
Darkness enlightened the way,
Summon all the angels and free me from pain.
Blood of mercy, cut me deeply,
Let thy flesh decay,
And let my soul dwelleth your name.
Sweet dreams my wretched soul,
Sleep well on an empty horizon.
Let my prayers guide your path,
Forget thy world full of wrath.
Sweet soul, I'll be blessing you,
In my mind I'll be blessing you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem