Lost is the night
No safety in the light
Never regain sight
Helpless leering
Forced cheering
Deadly rearing
Beware your guard never lapse
Your fears join your doubts
In the bottomless pit
In which your soul sits
Never to come out
Darkness hides your great pride
But alas, which side
Do you ride?
Light thus right
Dark thus might
Light and dark
No masters do they hark
Only your soul
do they mark
Light and dark has its own wealth
Yet exits only in yourself
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem