Sonderkommando

In streams of anxiety I catch a breath of present time

And open a hidden door in a floor with the imprinted hand

Once again I begin a night descent toward my cellar worlds

Where the past of milion shadows plays with silent calmness

I dive strenously in an element of unwanted visions

Painted with pangs of conscience, fed with sadness

And helpless I stand among demons from the former life

The one tragically led ina treadmill of inhuman cruelty

Detested by the enemy, condemned by my co-brothers

I carry my burden of loneliness through the striped crowd

I pass dreams, hopes, I proceed among bitterness and tears

Unceasingly closing eyes of those who desire the sunrise

I silence my heart, forget the prayers, reject all thoughts

As I live in the irreversibleness of stupor just to last

I welcome trust, surprise, I say goodbye to faith and pride

And I write down the tragedy of humankind turned to dust

Being dead alive I await stepping out of the row

A moment of last crossing the hellish threshold

Eternal chimneys don’t forgive their foster sons

Ant they consume the testimony of extermination system

Devastated by the claims of abstract past

I am awaking to reality created in shade

Where from a victim of humanity burying times

I become an executioner in eyes of justice

Weary of life I examine myself in a mirror of sorrow

And my senile reflection is flowing with the last tear

Ready for meeting faces faded long ago by time

I join the rest of the damned from Sonderkommando

Here comes the time to dream