A Killer stands alone in an empty world
Devoid of any people, no one is left
His knife still drips with the blood of his victims
He grins at his accomplishment
So many lifeless bodies surround him
The urge has not left
He must kill again
There is one left
One who has not tasted the deadly steel
Can a god die by his own hand?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true, the poem is good if you kill time is coming you will be alone