In the deep black darkness of the night
I seek him:
walking, running,
stumbling. My blood-stained feet
refuse to stop,
cannot stop,
must not stop,
searching for him.
In the deep black darkness of the night

I adore him, for death I love him,
look forward to the day I shall meet him,
throw myself between his arms,
put my head on his shoulders and just… relax,
inhaling the aroma of his breath
basking in the warmth of his lap
No more darkness, no more night.

In his eyes I see my dreams
come true in beautiful days.
With his lips I kiss my baby, cry
“Oh my mother, we’ll live in peace!”
No more blood-soaked nights,
no more blooded days.
Peace has returned.
Peace is home.
Oh my mother, we’ll live in peace!

 

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