THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES



But these flames are not new

To our dead

Our dead did cry their final prayer in those flames

Our dead did sing their last lullaby in those flames

Our dead prayed to our infidelite God in those flames

Our dead whispered a last goodbye to their mother

in those flames



"της είπα, μάνα, μη σκιάζεσαι, θα γυρίσουμε...έχε γεια... μάνα!"

"I said to her, mother, have no fear, we will return...farewell...mother!"

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES



Our dead clawed their children close in

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES



"τα παιδιά μου, καλέ, μην είδατε τα παιδιά μου

για όνομα του Θεού

ωχ, μου το πήρανε και τι να θέλω τη ζωή

τα παιδιά μου!

τα παιδιά μου!"



"my children, have you seen my children

for God's sake

oh, they took him from me and what do I need this life for

my children!

my children!



βάζει μια τρεχάλα

για την θάλασσα

πέφτει και πνίγεται

"she breaks into a run

towards the sea

she falls and drowns."



Our dead watched their daughters

butchered raped and beaten

in the still-burning of those flames



Our dead watched an ax remove their

mother’s skull

and crown a wooden spit

in the continuous burning of those flames



Our dead watched while Chrysostomos'

eyes and tongue were pulled out,

teeth and fingers broken, one by one,

in the laughing and the cheering

of those flames



"αρπάξανε από την τετράδα μας

του σκίσανε την κοιλιά

με μια μαχαιριά



τον βάλανε και πάτησε κρατώντας

τ'άντερά του στα χέρια"



"they snatched from our group

they tore his abdomen

with a knife



they made him walk holding

his intestines in his hands."



Our dead watched their sisters drenched with gasoline

and scream with melting skin

THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES



Our dead gave birth to Turkish victories

the gurgling and then dying trophy

on a bayonet which marked the borders of

THE WORLD WHICH IS GOING UP IN FLAMES



"Για όνομα του Χριστού μη μας αφήσετε

έχουμε μωρά μαζί μας, έχουμε γερόντους, κορίτσια...

είστε υπεύθυνοι! Ναύαρχε! Ναύαρχε!



Φωτιά! φωτιά!"



"For Christ's sake, don't leave us

we have babies with us, we have the elderly, girls...

you are responsible! Admiral! Admiral!



Fire! Fire!"



Our dead were dragged in marches

THROUGH THE DESERT SUN

FOR WEEKS UNTIL THE SUN BURNED OUT THEIR LUNGS

and when the flames turned inside out their mouths

and ripped apart their lips, we heard their final prayer

LORD, GOD HAVE MERCY, PLEASE, UPON OUR SOULS!



μας προδώσανε, μας ξεπουλήσανε 

πανάθεμά τους! 

Ναύαρχε... τι κάνεις;

Ναύαρχε... σώστε μας!



Φωτιά! φωτιά!



"they betrayed us, they sold us off

Damn them! 

Admiral... what are you doing?

Admiral... save us!



Fire! Fire!"



They saw the WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

buried, not yet dead inside the pits engraved :



“GIAOURI, INFIDELI : OUR GOD HAS CHOSEN YOU TO DIE”



Γονάτισε, gampour!

και γονατίζει

ξεγυμνώσου! 

και ξεγυμνώνεται

άνοιξε τα σκέλια σου! 

και τ'ανοίγει

χόρεψε! 

και χορεύει

φτύσε την τιμή σου και την πατρίδα σου!

και φτύνει

απαρνήσου την πίστη σου!

και την απαρνιέται



"Kneel, infidel!

and he kneels

Undress yourself!

and he undresses

Open your legs!

and he opens them

Dance!

and he dances

Spit on your honor and your homeland!

and he spits

Forsake your faith!

and he forsakes"



And now the unblessed dead have ordered us to say:



This is my grave, my holy bed

YOU CANNOT take it



YOU can NOT ERASE MY NAME

YOU can NOT ERASE OUR DEAD



You cannot erase the dead

Because we have been ordered now

to list their names, their numbers,

to give their date of birth, their earthly city,

their father’s name, the sweetness

of their mother’s eyes



GOODBYE



GOODBYE



GOODBYE

and forevermore

We’ll see you when the desert meets the sky

But do not forget my name



And so these were the orders from the dead

said without a word but with a final glance :



the second granted to the Infidel



since an Infidelite Hell

should not require a prayer

should not require a silent moment



And now the Infidel is told

to forgive and to forget

to understand :



Advance into a paradise of Dead Memories,

of Living Death, the Old Folks Home

of Catatonia

of Madness

and Despair.



“Do not ask me for the Number of that Grave:

It has been stolen.”



“What is this love for bones and dirt? Gampour!

Put this ancient thing behind you, Infidelite

You have no claim to God

You have no claim to Peace



YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

YOU HAVE NO CLAIM



GIAVOUR!!!!



Remember just how lucky, sperm of Satan,

that you are:

to even be

alive.

Now!



μας τινάξανε από την σκάλα

όπως τινάζεις ένα τραπεζομάντιλο

να πέσουνε τα ψίχουλα



"they tossed us from the stairs

like you scatter the crumbles

when you yank a tablecloth"



ACROSS THE SEA!



τα ψίχουλα!

"the crumbles!"



GIAVOUR!



Είμαστε τα ψίχουλα, τα πετεινά τ'ουρανού 

θα χορτάσουν από τα ψίχουλα

"we are the crumbles, the birds of the sky

will feed from the crumbles"



You have no God.



A man without a God

Can not be burned alive

He never was alive,

not as a man, giavour,

but as a dog.”



BUT I HAVE orders from the Dead

that warn me:



“DO NOT FORGET ME:

My blood will fill the air you breathe

Forever.”



“MY DEATHBIRD is Not Dead



HE CARRIES ALL MY TEETH :



MY SMILE OF UNFORGETFULNESS,



MY LAUGH!



VRYKOLAKA!

"undead!"



I am the man unburied

who cannot sleep

IN FORTY PIECES!!!!!



I am the girl,

dismembered

and unblessed,



I am the open mouth

that drags your flesh

and that can never rest



Until

MY DEATH IS WRITTEN

IN A ROCK THAT CAN

NOT BE

BROKEN!”



And these are the orders

from The Dead.



Ρωμιός εγώ γεννήθηκα, 

Ρωμιός θε να πεθάνω.

"A Greek I was born,

a Greek I shall die."