The sky swallows the light
and gives birth to the dark
The moon belongs to the night
and on my heart leaves a mark
Beating eternal forever lost
wrenching and tormented by death
Selling my soul without knowing the cost
closer now with every breath
So here at the crossroads I lay
and I look upon oblivion
I know it is here I must stay
regretting the deal thats been done
For what did I give it for
and you beg me and beg me to tell
My life eternal, my core
why is it I gave my soul to sell
The man in the moldy cloth knows
the man with the grin
The man who the darkness flows
the man who torments men
I sold it for you
the one i always think of
The one my heart holds true
for you my lost love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem