Shattered windows
Face the wall
You wanted more
But now you crawl
Greater beginnings
Start with your fall
Soundless screams
Echo your dreams
Escaping your way
Into the light of day
You wanted more
Just don't knock on my door
So when you cry
Your tears are dry
The bitter end
Drags you down
The Greed consumes
What's left of you
You wanted more
This is what you get
Stand in front of a Gate
That sentences your Fate
When Hell comes along
Do not fret
Do not frown
This is what happens
When you want more
The Greed is your escence
It settles your score
For He who has made you
Is dissappointed
You fell down to more
Your Soul you have Forefeited
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem