Dark horizons full of tremble,
suffocating moon with wind,
shaking blissful colors in a juvenile sent-
They passed, those horrid memories of war,
Embraced in darkness with a sword
By innocent victims, decapitated women.

I shall not cry in tedious despair
I shall not beg for mercy!
the restless night can take me away
from creepy silence,
horrifying smell
putting me to sleep
in an icy cell.