Marduk - La Grande Danse Macabre lyrics
Tracks 01. Ars Moriendi
02. Azrael 03. Bonds Of Unholy Matrimony 03. Pompa Funebris 1660 04. Obedience Unto Death 05. Bonds of Unholy Matrimony 06. La Grande Danse Makabre 07. Death Sex Ejaculation 08. Funeral Bitch 09. Summers End 10. Jesus Christ... sodomized 01. Ars Moriendi
(instrumental)
02. Azrael
I am the dust of desert dunes and the chilly wind of death
I am the waves on the oceans of blood, and the knives and swords to shred the just I am the time, the withering and the withered, as well as the thorns, burning and sharp I am the rain of lust that wets the chaste, and the torch that ends your life I am the one whose name still the hearts and the silence their breaths I am the one who speaks your name, weakens your fall into my cold arms Just waiting for that kiss of my scythe "Both fool and the wise, one thing is certain - that life flies one thing is certain and the rest flies the flower that once has blown forever dies" I stand above you whispering low you know not what into your ear of my strange language you all know as there is not a word of fear Azrael 03. Bonds Of Unholy Matrimony
Idols falls like autumn leafs swept away by ice cold rain
where are you now when the sinners who gave you power cry out in pain? and when the world turns darker than you can understand where is your supremacy then, you delegates of the holy land? Bloody nights for all the sains who used to shine so bright between this world and eternity there is not a single fight grasping for straws you amongst your remnants desperatly digs only to find our that the ground is always frozen for miserable pigs who dares misery love and hug the form of death dance on destruction's dance to him the mother comes face the king of the burning ground he who decides how the future begins he who'll show them a world without you and he, who rules the burning ground represents the change that you fear a world without your boundaries a world without your control he who lovest the burning ground have made one of your hearts and he, hunter of the burning ground mayest dance his eternal dance he who lovest the burning ground now tears your souls apart and he hunter of the burning ground laughs when he dance on your graves idols die like meadows green when frost unleash its cold and when all love is gone now, what will the future hold? the memories you leave behind - just splinters which in the wind blow go abandon your hopes and die in pain - it's biblical you know forget about the future you knew did not exist your work is being pounded to dust by Satan's armoured fist you pledged allegiance to your lord, your golden cross you kissed in the valley of death, thy kingdom gone, it vanished in the mist 03. Pompa Funebris 1660
(instrumental)
04. Obedience Unto Death
Could be that the the columns which halt here
That these endless rows of men are scattered in the wind, split up and disperse and will desert me, could be, could be my lips may stammer mad words but the flag will only fall when I fall and be a shroud, covering my corpse Obedience unto death - never to fall aside forever to stride on deaths wings they ride We must be dominated by one will we must form one unity we must be held together by one discipline and form one obedience Forwards, forwards call the fanfares for the last time the reveille has sounded for battle sees us stand in stern array obedience unto death.... I shall remain faithful, even though deserted by all I shall carry the flag, staggering and alone We march into eternity for our banner is greater than death behold the knight in solemn black manner with a skull on his crest and blood on his banner in black we are dressed in blood we are drenched with a death's heads on our collars we stand unshaken Obedience 05. Bonds of Unholy Matrimony
Idols falls like autumn leafs swept away by ice cold rain
where are you now when the sinners who gave you power cry out in pain? and when the world turns darker than you can understand where is your supremacy then, you delegates of the holy land? Bloody nights for all the sains who used to shine so bright between this world and eternity there is not a single fight grasping for straws you amongst your remnants desperatly digs only to find our that the ground is always frozen for miserable pigs who dares misery love and hug the form of death dance on destruction's dance to him the mother comes face the king of the burning ground he who decides how the future begins he who'll show them a world without you and he, who rules the burning ground represents the change that you fear a world without your boundaries a world without your control he who lovest the burning ground have made one of your hearts and he, hunter of the burning ground mayest dance his eternal dance he who lovest the burning ground now tears your souls apart and he hunter of the burning ground laughs when he dance on your graves idols die like meadows green when frost unleash its cold and when all love is gone now, what will the future hold? the memories you leave behind - just splinters which in the wind blow go abandon your hopes and die in pain - it's biblical you know forget about the future you knew did not exist your work is being pounded to dust by Satan's armoured fist you pledged allegiance to your lord, your golden cross you kissed in the valley of death, thy kingdom gone, it vanished in the mist 06. La Grande Danse Makabre
This ghastly skeleton, bone bare on ghostly nag
gallops through space no spurs, no whips and yet his steed pants towards apocalyps nostrils a-snort in epeleptic fit headlong they rush, athwart the infinite with rash and trampling hoof the cavalier, his flashing sword aflame glashes - now here, now there amongst the nameless slaughtered horde then goes inspecting like some manor-lord the charnel ground, chill and unbound where under a bleak suns pallid leaden glare histories great sepulchered masses lie from the ages near and the ages long gone by death can on both black and white horses ride across the threshold of infinity he you guide death can step along smiling within the dance and as a pawn in a game of chess you stand no chance death can also beat a drum he drums hard and he drums soft the time has come for you to leave the mortal croft all your dreams he beats into dust die, die, die you must i svängen lätta i dansens ringar i stigen yra i nöjets lag och myrten blommar och lyran klingar men över tröskeln stiger jag då stannar dansen då sänkas ljuden då vissnar kransen da bleknar bruden... 07. Death Sex Ejaculation
On silent wings through the darkness of aeons he comes
driven by bloodlust and craving for unholy passion ecstatic for wicked slave abuse he enters your world the beast in him is always awake and ready to strike at will cast out from the heaves he commits sins which makes angels turn their heads he is the commander of the 7th compartment of the underworld and deep down in the core of your soul you know that you want him could you ever picture death to excite you 'til sanity's end and make you loose your breath? groans of pleasure - demonacy your orgasm - ecstacy twisting, turning, crying, praying, screaming, dying, blood is spraying death sex ejaculation ! death sex ejaculation ! as so many times before he stumbles through the garden of life ascending from the firey pits with intention to kill again for those who dares tasting this body all seal their fate in blood sweat, blood and tears makes the spirit and flesh join as one his name silence people in fear and tonight it's the one you adore to cry out he penetrate you so deep that he'll never come out again death is out riding the sky and tonight he comes for you be all twisted fantasies libido, perversions on demons killing spree groans of pleasure - demonacy your orgasm - ecstacy twisting, turning, crying, praying, screaming, dying, blood is spraying death sex ejaculation! death sex ejaculation! death sex ejaculation! death Sex ejaculation! 08. Funeral Bitch
The little bell echoes
the great bell groans this templed city of tombs where death and grief blooms fiendish desires in human form, leather clad black is the veil, streaming in the wind stilleto heels clicking up the cemetary gates death among the dead, haunting masoleums all this death, oh, joyful sight naked on a table of stone juices dripping from the wet chaste exitement of fear and death, it's to me so dear death life, life as dead and the sharpness of the shrieks the licking tongues of fire, lustful and crushing funeral bitch, the urge is so strong funeral bitch, the night is so long 09. Summers End
Twilight cools the fading rays of daylight
earlier each evening dry leafs scuttle in a swirl of wind at your feet as you move through the crisp fall air a sliver of moon rises above the trees hilltop bonefires... gamhain divine eyes... gamhain summer dies... gamhain life drains 10. Jesus Christ... sodomized
Hang on your cross and pretend to suffer
before your flesh gets cold you'll be mistreated rougher who are you fooling when you weep die must any wolf who turns into a sheep hold on to your cross, king of perversions and flies in the whirlwind you'll face, no-one will hear your cries anticipate a horrible death to the cross nailed mary's pathetic tries to shit forth a king failed jesus - son of rules halls up high jesus - it was you who scorched the sky jesus - hypocrite, you'll be the first to fry jesus - scorn defeat, shut up and die jesus christ - sodomized we take no bow for angel child jesus christ - sodomized all you love must be destroyed jesus - from the depths your death doom roar jesus - your glory days belongs to yore jesus - filthy scum behold abhor jesus - your mother was a stinking whore jesus christ - sodomized we take no bow for angel child jesus christ - sodomized drunk of your blood we go wild eat his body, drink his blood and be a slave under the yoke of god piss on christ and kill the priest, follow nature - praise the beast jesus christ - sodomized we love to see you short of breath jesus christ - sodomized your throne we inherit on your death bleed like a pig when with demons entangled bashed, ripped and torned, mutilated and strangled scream your lungs out is what you will do when with fangs and claws the fallen rip you in two jesus christ - sodomized demons ripped you, your life blood ran jesus christ - sodomized one wound richer for each lie to man |