As the blood drips
on the carcasses of hell
a storm draws near
The war as begun
hell is coming
for our sins
A dark and disturbing read, could be seen literally or metaphorically, Hell is our own creation.
Hell is coming for our sins! You may be right, but where? on the land of poor?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great title and write of meaning although i think we live in it already....tyvm karen