Τρίτη, 3 Ιουνίου 2014


The sea-dressed lady ( Thalassoforousa)

Pity and injustice have ripped me apart

Men and Gods are hunting and cursing me

And while the Barbarians are surging

through the violent terror of the night

The teeth of death are withering my body

But justice is blooming and shouting inside me

spreading its winds and tearing the body of injustice apart, with its nails

and as pieces of flesh are restlessly leaving my body

thousands of gigantic clones are spawn from it

Catching the Gods and treating them to bitter treats and contempt

measured by the sun

'cause there's no place for injustice, within a God's heart

Hold up high, my heart

your wet, by the sea, white wedding dress...