i wake up,
moonlight to my face.
In the cold,
drery place.
i see one,
one dead among the bodies.
More, theres more
and i relise that its happend again.
and agian,
i kill.
I kill every time,
every time you are gone.
i kill,
when i feel the moon.
I kill,
when i feel your pain.
and yet again,
where i go darkness fallows
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I would like to translate this poem
dark..... very dark it's great and dark......... yup it's very dark!