With each cut I become closer with HIM,
Each drop of blood was for HIM.
For HIM to promise me life.
For somewhere to go after I die.
I have a place on Earth,
That place is to make HIM happy.
Each drop of blood makes US closer,
The day my death comes,
HE will be standing at Hell's gates waiting for me.
I will become one of HIS demons.
I will be with HIM forever.
No more worries.
No more pain.
I'll cause the pain then.
6/25/2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem