As secrets were hidden, deep within me
I feel forsaken, but goodness is empowering me,
As I kept on running, and I feel I could never win
But I ran and ran as fast as I could
Soon sweats were dropping
And it was a mad rush in
Utterly sick of what was bequeath
Upon evil onto me
As I am falling down into the abyss
Wrapped by the root core
Of your dark magic
I shall return to the surface
But first I’d free the entire human race
For I will burn you into ashes
That I shall walk upon
As secrets were hidden, deep within me
I feel forsaken, but goodness is empowering me
Is it fantasy, or reality?
Because this world is not big enough
For you and me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem