Between the lines
You read my story
The pain I felt
You washed in glory
New letters rose
The words reformed
As Angel's marched
With time forlorn
On Satan's grave
A vesper bell
Salvation rings
—all lies in hell
(Philadelphia Pennsylvania: June,2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
—all lies in hell agree with ur voice