Dead soul

I am the dead soul that carries the living soul,
where love brings pain instead of joy,
where pains give birth.
The soul,
where sorrows lives with its family,
world where blood feeds crops,
crops that do not exist.Where death is the virgin queen of the known land,
land that dwells no life.
Land that fills with cries of slavery,
souls that wish to live.
But only death survives the hunger of life.
I lost the fight,
death is sweeter than life..
Goodbye,
let me join up with pain.
I accept the fate,
it is my destiny,
Death has a taste.