Bittersweet release
Desolation at the very least
Betrayal your very name
This isn't just a game
Remember when you fell?
When you opened the gates of hell?
The journey has changed
But the end is still the same
You're just a voice in my head
Filling my life with hatred and dread
But at the end, you'll still be dead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem