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Orc

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Vlaanderen, Belgium, Europe

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stalag zehn b

by

Orc

le feldwebel est devenu général
le docteur du camp, professeur
et nous les juifs - c'est banal -
on est resté juif - pas d'erreur

translation in english :

"Stalag Zehn B"

the feldwebel became a general
the campdoctor, a professor
and we the jews - it's banal-
we stayed jewish - no error.


SHOA

by

Orc

juif errant , juif maudit

et nul mot sur eux est interdit

traités de crimes et de trahisons

ils ont été mis en prison

--

on les a torturés et tués

au nom d’une infâme idée

et maintenant plus que jamais

a qui le tour s’il vous plaît ?

--

translation in english :

"SHOA"

wandering jew,damned jew

and no words on them are forbidden

suspected of crimes and treason

they have been put in jail

--

they have been tortured and murdered

in the name of an insane idea

and now - more than ever -

who is next, please ?


PAPIRAC

by

Orc

Le vrai pouvoir de l'après-guerre
est toujours celui des "Uebermenschen"
et cette "démocratie" ne sait se faire
que sur le dos des "Untermenschen" !

translation in english:

The real post-war power
is still the one of the "Uebermenschen"
and this "democracy" can’t be realized
but on the back of the "Untermenschen" !


MARIJKE

by

Orc

Mariskin marjo mato

Abelato atrilin agras

Ramele poti ambike

Ionito agri lajan

Jotabe matata elike

Ketato lati ras

Eratiki takari tato.


YPERITE

by

Orc

late at night
a mist
fills the valley.
without knowing
it suffocates
like a dark power.
on the fields
our dead bodies
and under the grass
a brown soil.


Tyne Cot

by

Orc

when you left
for the front
you were
living heroes
and now
you’re on top
of the hill
where only
poppies
blow..........


Polygon Wood

by

Orc


like a shrine
you lie
in the middle
of the wood
and warn
of those
who preach
peace
and make
war


Son of the wind

by

Orc

stranger in your own country
your ugly face is your first crime
man of the eternal wandering
you need some respect !


MOUNT CASSEL

by

Orc

no more wine
for the generals
who play God
on top of Cassel

no more bullets
for the soldiers
who’re sacrificed
in the trenches

no more war
for the people
who want peace
all over the world


Mount Cassel

by

Orc

no more wine
for the generals
who play God
on top of Cassel

no more bullets
for the soldiers
who’re sacrificed
in the trenches

no more war
for the people
who want peace
all over the world


Silence !

by

Orc


don't try to be
who you are

silence!

some more discipline
and a cheerful face

silence !

your duty is sacred
work hard until death

silence !

your only way
is their way

silence !

Mauthausen 186

by

Orc


Stone by stone

we made a step.

Step by step

we went to heaven.