The promised skies
Seem so afar
When I scale
The blood rain howling Musa Dagh
The sun tears tear my eyes
As I kneel upon the grave of
Torment crucified Armenian child
Will Guichen guard my spirit
Far away of these grief lands?
Purgatory born
No matter how we live and die
Our lives, like the roses of Hades
Bloom in the dark
Hodomor soul stripped skeletons
Haunt my heart
At night
Is my Heavenly Father just Endymion of
Eternal light?
Death masks worn by madness on
Nazino Island
Gutted women and wild screams
Turn my visions of hell
Into a pipe dream
The gulag ghouls
Like the ancient serpent clench my soul
I wrestle with the barbed-wire fences of
Auschwitz
Guardian angels must have gone blind
When the devil waltzed
Upon the Umschlagplatz
Did seraphim play the Warsaw ghetto
By a throw of the dice?
Bone-bred Katyn trees
Hum the executioners’ song into my ears
They carry their curse in every leaf
Purgatory born
No matter how we live and die
Our lives, like the roses of Hades
Bloom in the dark
