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Πίσω μου ερείπια στις φλόγες της φτώχεια τυλιγμένα
Τζούρες βιαστικές από μία ελπίδα που κοστίζει
Τσέπες γεμάτες θάνατο στα αμπάρια κερδοσκόπων
Πνίγηκαν τ' άστρα στην καταχνιά της καταιγίδας
σε μονοπάτια δύσβατα μέσα από τις ρωγμές της ανθρωπιάς σας
Μέσα από λάσπη, σύρμα και αλάτι
Θήραμα του φόβου των ανθρώπων
Απέλπιδες ανάσες βορά στην υποβρύχια σιωπή
Άδεια τα κουφάρια από ψυχές,
ξεβρασμένα στις ακτές ενός επίπλαστου ονείρου
Λίγη σάρκα για το σπέρμα χιλιάδων βιαστών
ή χερια φτηνά και πληγιασμένα απ' τα δεσμά της εκμετάλευσης
Στρατόπεδα συγκέντρωσης για όσο κρέας περισσεύει
Κάθε ανάσα μου λαθραία στην Ιθάκη κάποιων άλλων
Στην Ιθάκη κάποιων άλλων
Βήματα άσκοπα και αβέβαια κάτω από μάτια αφιλόξενα
στις αρτηρίες της χρεοκοπημένης βαβυλώνας σας
Αδιάφορα με προσπερνάς
Δεν με κοιτάς ποτέ στα μάτια
Γιατί ίσως,
κάτω από το πετσί που μου φορτώσαν οι οθόνες σας,
ίσως να δεις ότι σου μοιάζω
_____________________
ITHACA
Left behind me ruins ablaze in the flames of poverty
Rushed puffs from a hope that seems to cost me dearly
and my pockets full of death deep down in the lockers of speculators
All the stars have drowned in the haze of this storm
on rough trails straight through the cracks of your humanity
Through mud, wire and salt
Prey to the fear that drives the populace
Desperate breaths lost to the underwater silence
Carcasses emptied of their souls
wash up on the shores of a counterfeit dream
A bit of flesh for the cum of a thousand rapists
or hands cheap and wounded from the shackles of abuse
Concentration camps for any meat that lingers
Each breath of mine is smuggled in this Ithaca of yours
In this Ithaca of others
Footsteps aimless and uncertain under unwelcoming eyes
in these arteries of your bankrupt babylon
Indifferently you pass me by
you never look me in the eyes
Because perhaps,
under the skin that your screens weighed down on me,
you might find out that we're not that different
credits
from 35,
released May 4, 2016
Recorded at Lubreeka studios on Sept.2014 by Mooth.
Mixed & mastered by Harris S.
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