Staples, nailed to my guts.
Perdition, in screams within my vision, ive sought.
Science has told me i shouldnt believe.
Warfares have taught me my dreams are indeed, true.
I´ll pass your body through.
Let the sun burn on.
Im ready to enter your mind.
You can bleed your pain.
Sacrifice is needed to gain more.
Artificial minds run by energy,
Real minds by ideas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem