You beasts, you have ***** my love
made her cheap in the eyes of man
and the tablets that she learnt
you'd wished were burnt in sands

For more howling in the darkness
you persist in killing my kind
but this **** is your last ****
this for the sweetheart of mine

I will claim in canine and incisors
teeth baring full of anger and hate
that the heart that I loved was yours
but alas, I was far too late.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris