Halfbreed

I saw into the deepest existence  
Of the innocent and weak,
 
I was not yet clothed,  
I was naked in the faltering of evil  
And I bequeath thee  
For my pain in surroundings,
 
I wanted to take the babe  
And slaughter her,  
For the power was mine alone,
 
I looked away to measure the whisperings,
And saw the enchanted dream trembling before me.  
 
The eyes were graced solely on thee – kill me my sweet.
And that’s when I cried,
And the freedom bore me in the pains of normal society.