Stindardul Blasfemiei

<br>Trei cruci de lemn, trei cruci enorme de lemn<br>Vopsite cu trei culori, pazesc pe marginea soselei<br>Fintina celor... crediciosi!<br><br>Trei cruci pe marginea soselei cu gesturi largi de miini bolnave<br>Opresc din drum pe calatori si parca-s trei spinzuratori<br>De care atirna trei crisosi...<br><br>Intr-o zi impinsi de-acelasi funerar indemn<br>Ca dou-armate puse una-n fata alteia<br>Cumintii se-ntilnira cu nebunii<br>Copiii mortilor de miine se-ntilnira cu parintii...<br><br>&quot;Si-armatele-ncepura lupta la umbra crucilor de lemn<br>Deoparte flutura stindardul credintei... alb... curat...&quot;<br><br>...ca albul cel curat, al florilor de nufar<br>Iar tricolorul nebuniei, inchis cu grija-n cite-in cufar<br>De craniu omenesc...<br>Sta gata sa se desfasoare la cea dintii ingenuncheare<br>A albului domnesc...<br><br>Insa-n ziu-aceea cerul innegrit de fum parea<br>Un tavan de catedrala ce se naruia<br>&quot;Iar fumul din clopotnitele-aprinse deschidea-n albastrul:&quot;<br>Drumul altui fum, mai greu, mai negru si-albastrul<br>se-nnegrea...<br><br>Si-n ziu-aceea cerul innegrit de fum parea<br>Un tavan de catedrala ce se naruia<br><br>Si multimea-nspaimintata, spre clopotnitele-aprinse<br>Se-ndrumeaza grupuri, grupuri, cei cuminti privesc plingind<br>Pling ca resturile unei armate-nvinse, iar nebunul sta deoparte<br>Si zimbeste ... fredonind:<br>BLASFEMIE !!!<br>&quot;Iar tricolorul nebuniei adapostea pe-nvingatori!!!&quot;<br><br>English translate: Banner Of Blasphemy<br><br>Three wooden crosses<br>Three huge crosses of wood<br>Painted with three colors<br>On the margin of the road<br>Guarding the fountain of the believers<br>Three crosses<br>On the margin of the road<br>With gestures made by morbid hands<br>They hinder wanderers whilst passing<br>Like three gallows on holy lands<br>Where three christians are hanging...<br><br>Inclined by a funeral stir<br>On a fatal sky, so blur<br>Like two armies enticed to war<br>The mad have fallen upon the brave<br>The children of `morrows dead<br>Their parents had met<br><br>In the shade of the wooden crosses<br>The armies began their battle<br>Aside... the banner of creedance flattered<br>White and clean<br>Like the cleanest white men have seen<br><br>And the blasphemic flag of madness<br>Safely embedded in each human skull<br>Was ready to unfold at the first<br>Subjugation of the royal white<br><br>On the same day, blackened by fumes<br>The heavens seem to be the ceiling<br>Of a collapsing cathedral, bleeding<br><br>And the fumes of the burning steeples<br>Opened in the celestial blue<br>The way of another fume<br>Blacker, heavier, and the blue<br>Has become black, too<br><br>So the horrified people<br>Hasten to the burning steeples<br>The brave behold whilst crying<br>Like the remnants of a defeated army<br><br>And the madmen stay aside<br>Grinning and humming: Blasphemy<br>And the tricolor of madness was sheltering<br>The conquerors!