I refuse to let this nightmare win,
I’ve done and am doing all I can,
death ends here so life can begin.
Some people phrase it in terms of sin,
but I already knew I was damned.
I refuse to let this nightmare win.
The nervousness burrows deep in my skin
like an insect in an overturned pan.
Death ends here so life can begin.
I’m a piece of steel in a building of tin,
like the razor I clasp in my hand.
I refuse to let this nightmare win,
The dead claws of fate are reaching in,
while I languish wounded in no-man’s-land.
Death ends here so life can begin.
Dread madhouse dreams make my head spin,
I will not stoop to a drowning command.
I shall burst forth from this nightmare’s din,
death ends here so life can begin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem