Edgar Allan Poe [English translation]

Picture on the wall,

Scream without sound.

Dead crow,

Haunted side street.

His eyes two roads

And it's getting darker as he stares.

Deep dark service,

Stolen sin.

Voice and it's getting louder

Time that's ending.

Celebration that's getting wilder.

Room that's getting narrower.

My dark black

Facet give me

And if I don't love it

How do you want me to defeat it?

With the voices that you were hearing

Talk to me at my sleep

My blasted friend

And my holy brother.

In a drawn dog

The secret is hidden.

Two dimes the truth

And three the fairytales.

Nightmares his dreams

Death messages.

Two black pigeons

Bleed his hands.

Blood in my writings

But they watered secretly

The flower pot of beauty

For stars to grow.

My dark black

Facet give me

And if I don't love it

How do you want me to defeat it?

With the voices that you were hearing

Talk to me at my sleep

My blasted friend

And my holy brother.

• Artist:Alkinoos Ioannidis
• Album:Εκτός τόπου και χρόνου 2000