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Do O​ł​tarzy w Piekle (To the Altars in Hell)

from G​ł​ó​d by Non Opus Dei

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Do Ołtarzy w Piekle - To the Altars in Hell

o pustce, co mieszka w ciałach królewskich
o cichych morzach, martwych jak lustro

o bezsłonecznych dalach, o martwych ptakach
które znalazłem nad ranem w twych dłoniach

my z tej pętli
na której wisi świat
co z martwej wody
powstał
zerwani pięśnią wisielca
co na sznurze
ostatnim oddechem
śpiewał pieśń końca

o pustce, co w każdym kroku rozbrzmiewa
o ciszy, co każde słowo pożera
i o tym, że to, co w tobie oddycha jeszcze
wkrótce znudzi sie tobą i odejdzie, odejdzie, odejdzie

do ołtarzy w piekle
gdzie szukając pustki
odnajdziesz tylko pełnię

a z piekła wieje wiatr
co zrzuca ciała
wisielców z pustych
światów – drzew
w dół w podziemia
wodę uwięzic
zimę nieść

do ołtarzy w piekle
pożreć pustkę
wyrzygać pełnię

odetchnąć pustką z ciał królewskich
i wypić morza martwe jak lustra

i bezsłoneczne dale ujrzeć
ożywić martwe ptaki

które znalazlem
nad ranem w twych dłoniach

by znów je złożyć ołtarzom w piekle
pożreć pustkę
wyrzygać pełnię

lecz na ołtarzach pustka
a piekło wyśniło cię
i z tego snu
nie możesz obudzić się

......

of the void which in royal bodies dwells
of the calm seas, as dead as a mirror is

of the sunless domains, of the dead birds
which I found in your hands – when the morning came

you and me,
from hangman’s noose
on which the world is hanged
severed by hangman's chant
his last breath
was the last song
of all the worlds

of the void which echoes in every step
of the silence which devours every single word
and of the thing which is still breathing in you
but soon it will be bored with you, and will leave you soon

to the altars in hell
where, looking for the void,
you will find only fullness

and the wind blows from hell
and severs bodies
of hangmen from the empty trees of the worlds

to the altars in hell
to devour your void
to vomit up your fullness

to breathe in the void from royal bodies
to drink all the calm seas, as dead as a mirror is

to see the sunless domains
and ressurect the dead birds

which I found in your hands
when the morning came

to sacrifice them
on the altars again
to devour your void
to vomit up your fullness

but the altars are empty
and hell dreams of you
and from that dream
there is no awakening

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from G​ł​ó​d, released September 23, 2019

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