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  • 作词 : Erguner, Galás, Soteriou
    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 falmes
    Our dead whispered a last goodbye to their mother
    IN THOSE FLAMES

    THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

    OUR dead clawed their children close in
    THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

    OUR dead watched their daughters
    16 times
    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 Chrysotomos
    eyes and tongue were pulled out,
    teeth and fingers broken, one by one,
    in the laughing and the cheering
    OF THOSE FLAMES

    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


    OUR DEAD WERE DRAGGED IN MARCHES
    THROUGH THE DESERT SUN
    FOR WEEKS UNTIL THE SUN BURNED OUT THEIR LUNGS

    and when the desert sun which was burning them like flames
    ripped apart their lips, we heard the final prayer
    LORD GOD HAVE MERCY LORD UPON OUR SOULS!


    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”

    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?
    Put this ancient thing behind you, Infidelite
    You HAVE no claim to GOD
    You Have no claim to PEACE
    YOu HAVE no claim to JOY

    YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

    YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

    YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

    GIAVOURI!!!!

    Remember just how lucky, sperm of Satan,
    that you are:
    to even BE
    alive.

    NOW!

    HERE!

    ACROSS THE SEA!

    GIAVOUR!

    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.”

    [PAUSE]

    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!

    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 will never rest

    until

    MY DEATH IS WRITTEN
    IN A ROCK THAT CAN
    NOT BE
    BROKEN!”


    And these are the orders
    from The Dead.
  • 作词 : Erguner, Galás, Soteriou
    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 falmes
    Our dead whispered a last goodbye to their mother
    IN THOSE FLAMES

    THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

    OUR dead clawed their children close in
    THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES

    OUR dead watched their daughters
    16 times
    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 Chrysotomos
    eyes and tongue were pulled out,
    teeth and fingers broken, one by one,
    in the laughing and the cheering
    OF THOSE FLAMES

    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


    OUR DEAD WERE DRAGGED IN MARCHES
    THROUGH THE DESERT SUN
    FOR WEEKS UNTIL THE SUN BURNED OUT THEIR LUNGS

    and when the desert sun which was burning them like flames
    ripped apart their lips, we heard the final prayer
    LORD GOD HAVE MERCY LORD UPON OUR SOULS!


    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”

    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?
    Put this ancient thing behind you, Infidelite
    You HAVE no claim to GOD
    You Have no claim to PEACE
    YOu HAVE no claim to JOY

    YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

    YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

    YOU HAVE NO CLAIM

    GIAVOURI!!!!

    Remember just how lucky, sperm of Satan,
    that you are:
    to even BE
    alive.

    NOW!

    HERE!

    ACROSS THE SEA!

    GIAVOUR!

    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.”

    [PAUSE]

    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!

    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 will never rest

    until

    MY DEATH IS WRITTEN
    IN A ROCK THAT CAN
    NOT BE
    BROKEN!”


    And these are the orders
    from The Dead.