At the edge of this cliff,
Taking a strange uneasiness,
The horizon to rise, without no beauty.
You played with the love I offered you,
You tore the heart that you loved.
Is what I would see my downfall up to end?
Do I to feel my bones to break?
it Will not be more painful than
Love that you Damned;
Shredded and thrown into eternity.
A purple glow dims my eyes.
I wanted to get up, but it was too late.
At the foot of the cliff lay my body
Ridiculous, disjointed, without no dignity.
In the darkness, I am sinking,
A horrible coldness imprisoned me,
In a sweet thought of you, the soul that you have damned.

©Fatan Gharbi (Translate of : “L’amour Damné”)