What is this life but a series of cuts
Sliced open at every turn
To be shown there is only one way out
Filled with pain and misery
Only to be buired and rot eternaly
I have chosen my path
Its time for me to be buired
Never again to walk with the living
I fear death but I am not afraid to die
Death engluf me with your sweet embrass
Knowing only you can end my suffering
I welcome you my sweet abyss
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem