Jeg fatter ikke Goth, men det er nu stadig ret underholdende.. I kan endda lave jeres eget goth-digt Mit blev sådan her:
Around, all around, the sinister creatures gather.
My dread grows as an avenging sword falls against my heart.
It crushes me, and darkly my
essence drips
to the wicked earth that is my prison.
In pain I beg forgiveness
while Death's shadow looms.
Now alone, my cry of mercy falls upon darkened eyes.
This is because of you
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Det er SÅ sort