A mother cries,
In the arms of darkness,
Revenge is born.
Salvation sought,
In the kingdom beyond life,
The soul rises.
Deep sadness,
Pain in the veins flows,
Thirsting for revenge.
The darkness is calling,
Cruel darkness beckons,
The shadow awakens.
With a razor-sharp eye,
It permeates the world of the soul,
Pay back pain with pain.
Life ends here,
Death is the stirrup,
For dark intent.
Allusions dance,
Hidden between the worlds,
Mirror of the soul.
Lurking in the afterlife
Salvation for the Mother,
Vengeance is their path.
Caught in the twilight,
Full of depression and sorrow,
Blood drips from the hands.
Vengeance burns bright red;
In the fiery eyes
Tremble, cry of vengeance.
Offerings
At the entrance gate to Hades
Michel's funeral.
But in the afterlife
Soft worlds live up to it
An eye for an eye.
The shadow triumphs.
His work completed.
Mother can rest now
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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