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The ruined castle of heroes Sakis Athanasiadis

The ruined castle of heroes Enthusiasts warriors In the ruined castle of heroes Freskontymenoi with darkness Do they fight with light Blacks from the blood of the innocent Blood running in the river of heroes Bathed the immortal gods What exists here It is the hunger for bread country Are stones throw bourgeois In the body of the sick To revel in the pain of immortality Enthusiasts warriors In the ruined castle of heroes Do they fight with light What exists here It is darkness wrapped with gold A scam that ends before it starts life Where the bourgeois named creation Every Good Friday Grows ashes in soul And this ash stays there For days, for months, for years, for life Mountain that hides the sun not to laugh, to be afraid Why fear nourishes hatred And I must hate anything different To exist in the silence of the innocent What exists here Is spring crying Any refusal is death tells you In the herd unless you enter Warrior What exists here It is the chariot of extras The number of aces, special Simply malakismenon of the popular children They spit eyes of history Do not find the truth in the soil And free light Sakis Athanasiadis book: the ruined castle of heroes-2015