The „Victory” of Samothrace speaks to the Mutilated of the Great War versuri

Versuri Ellen Glines – The „Victory” of Samothrace speaks to the Mutilated of the Great War lyrics

1What could flesh do, in
a fight so unfair?
I lay – I too – in
a tomb of despair.
White over ruin
I shine in the air.

I knew the damnation
of body and will . . .
Decapitation . . .
swords could not kill!
Wings, for salvation,
remain to me still.

Now I have done with
laurel and blade;
All that I won with
my losses is laid:
I soar to the sun, with
my soul unafraid.

Oblivion lies upon
navies and kings,
And armies with eyes upon
temporal things.
I shine in the skies upon
triumphing wings.