I am no longer the Blessed Angel.
I am now the Cursed Devil's Child.
I awaken at the sound of the bell.
My soul is now free and will become wild.
Then the forbidden thought inside of me,
Left is the heartless me for a while.
I know not where I could possibly be.
Perhaps I'll perform a task that's most vile.
I cannot see those whom I love and care.
I dearly miss the love that they once gave.
I look in your eyes but it is not there!
The love we shared is buried in its grave.
Please forgive me of my horrible sin.
All I see as my eyes close is your grin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Please forgive me of my horrible sin. All I see as I my eyes close is your grin.' - Beautiful!