BABEL
It was a tower, built to avoid a second flood
Erected in Babylonia, that Nimrod planned
Using bricks made from sun-hardened mud
It was to deny the power of God’s own hand
But to a proud people it made so much sense
A famous tall building that appeared so grand
But the presumption caused God great offence
So made many languages that few understood
Such that no communication made them tense
A punishment inflicted on all as only God could
So peoples now couldn’t understand each other
As their reach for heaven was not seen as good
Dispersed nations and a new obedient priesthood
As in time, all may even repent, as they should
A sunflower cries red blood, for Babylon slays it with mirth
May medicine and shields be given to Ukraine en mass
Have mercy on us, Christos Autogenes, bringer of rebirth
May the foes melt as snow in the sun’s light on the Earth
May luck smile on the sunflowers laying on the grass
A sunflower cries red blood, for Babylon slays it with mirth
King Nebuchadnezzar is a poor lion of little worth
He bows down and sacrifices lambs to the blind god Saklas
Have mercy on us, Christos Autogenes, bringer of rebirth
They cry for help, but their voice has not escaped the darkness with mirth
Fire burns in the north and south, in the west and east, alas
A sunflower cries red blood, for Babylon slays it with mirth
If one gives food and drink to the children and seeds of worth
They shall surpass this mighty kingdom of Babylon without brass
Have mercy on us, Christos Autogenes, bringer of rebirth
I ran from the land of Babylonia of my birth
I left Babylonia to make a call on the grass
A sunflower cries red blood, for Babylon slays it with mirth
Have mercy on us, Christos Autogenes, bringer of rebirth
The famous mountain where Noah came to rest,
ending the ecliptic flood, building an altar for time as test.
Flourished kingdoms at the upper Tigris grew,
Babylonia and Urardhu created powers to sew.
Persian legends refers the holy Vulcan as the cradle of human race,
Armenians built a monastery in honor to St. Jacob’s pace.
Mount Ararat as omnipresent and utterly elusive,
snow capped peaks imaginative conclusive.
Magical countenance almost not of this earth,
crisp air in endless blue white mountain infinite birth.
Center of legends, myth and story,
the fire God Vahagn stumbles upon Ararat with all gory.
Giving life to Tigris and Euphrates River,
pagans visited ghost of royal ancestor in shiver.
Armenians and their homeland of Kurdistan under fire,
centuries in war for nationhood and holy place entire.
Good spirits in distillation known as Ararat Brandy,
Sir Winston Churchill called his favorite tipple, ‘handy’.
No Arc ever found beside many tries on Mount Ararat still today,
keeping mysteries in holy books still at bay.
the ***** is inferno. doomed for hell. sinful with lost indulging in their own ignorance. made into a reincarnation of the devils wishes. the devils wants the devils needs. they say the pigment is the reason. but i say Jesus is the reason for the devilish seasons excuse my blatant response to the evils that have been done in the name of the SON. the inferno ***** is the movie of this country, always watched and critic-ed. you must understand that self hating is very wicced, misunderstood when you walk through a suburban neighboorhood the devil is screaming conform!! conformm!! inferno ***** you dont belong so just get along, even if the devil knows. the devil knows your story and your weakness and he lives behind and inside the so called supremacy system we live within. peace inferno ***** know thyself for you are so lost in this Babylonia hell.
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