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