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Behemoth lyrics
Album: Pandemonic Incantation [2003]
| Satan's Sword (I Have Become) | |
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For ages travelled by the holy fire
Today free, free and triumphant
To no avail for the dungeons and chains of the inquisition
Poor and lonely are my adversers
Who serving the beast for million years
With the whip and crown of thorns
Shall be remunerated today
Wanderer, perpetual and restless
Master, equally hideous & beautiful
Loved and adored... How simple it is...
For many years my semen hath envenomed the races
Abomination to the earthly, to everything that is simple
And obscure at the same time
Therefore let us celebrate the antitesis of the eucharist
With the sacerdoral gesture you welcome us
I am your dazing threshold
Let us commence! We are void of our bodies...
The night, that we are honoured to celebrate
Perhaps the last during which I satisfy my desire
Wanderer, perpetual and restless
Master, equally hideous&beautiful
The real world or the imaginary vision
Still perceptible to my chaotic thoughts
Nothing shall taste the same again...
I am waiting for you to stab the world in its heart
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| In Thy Pandemaeternum | |
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they came from the cold north
carried on the wings of waves
no one knows the cult
bloody acts were only a legend...
eternal hate and horned sodomy
came to the lands of virgin's goodness
moonless night showed me their return
I saw drakkars between the silence, in the dream
when the witches called the spirits from forest
from hornedlands to lindisfarne...
lords of the fjord, turned daylight
into december frost, fathers of ice
proclaimed the new century, marked the paths
which I follow now, enter the forest
like you open your veins
in the night of the pagan union
witches among the night, lead me to the horned moon
I entered my evil soul to fortify my frosty hate
freezing breath of the blackheart fill the interior
pagan wings rise me over the evil palace
massacre will be the beginning of iron holocaust
evil enters the skies for the return of sodomy
black snow covers the horde of christ
winterwinds destroy jehova's palace
ancient spirits proclaimed the return
coldnights await like hungry wolves
the powers join among the mountains
the oaks sing funeral songs of frost
I drink the blood for all pagan souls
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| Driven by the Five-Winged Star | |
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Where the magic stream flows,
Through the shining woods,
Blue grass of wisdom grows
Around the oaken roots...
Where golden dragons fly
And the sorcerers gather,
Four wooden statues stand
And the fog lays thick
Dreamthrone of amber cosmic source of might,
Reflection of wisdom, Power of the darkside
Ceremonial steel drinks the blood,
Painting pearls and gold
Mystic flames burn bright
Around the oaken lord...
Forgotten sorcery storms from the skies,
From the golden hall of the ancient ones
..The Pagan awaits for the equinox...
Cosmic sorcery - the gift of the skies
Magic nature - stronger than your lies
.Stone demigod shines proud...
..The cult of the barbaric seasons,
Pagan pride forever,
Born todie in honour, not to serve on knees
Snowcovered, wild vastlands -
My beloved fatherland...
I see the tears of the oaken one,
My heart is like a stone,
My sword became sharp -
Crosses to break, bodies to dismember,
Flowers to burn ...
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| The Past Is Like Funeral | |
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Freedom - said I
And then the sun set and the dusk
Fell on my life
Transformations and metamorphoses
It was what I experienced there, on the south of heaven
I was striking with my fists at the heavens ceilings
Too low I fell, I did not reach the step-father's neck
Although his visage seemed so close
With bony fingers I desired to clench the crown of thorns
In vain, I have trampled the paradisical flower of love
And I trample its rights here, on the earth
Each sin - my soldier
A daemon of the several thousand strong cavalery
Not gods son I am, but the child of million stars
While each of them symbolises different human fraility greater than mine
I am the wisdom and the perfection of the universe.
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| The Entrance to the Spheres of Mars | |
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Darkness spread its dark wings
Whispers of woods were growing
With every moment
I felt them paying enormous tributes
Powers, which were still alive at night
In the battle of light with dark earth
Spirits of their own nature fight proudly
Live by my side, feed young heart of mine
But I cannot ever see them
I don't know her powers, but I know it's great !
Loves, gives birth, kills - it's powerful !
She raises beautiful monuments by the Baltic
Lives when I sleep and lives in me...
At night raises over dreaming forests
She awakes Gods and Goddesses, unsilently
The night cock she is, whispers wolfish spells
The chants of bard she knows and hums them
Goblins of oaks and denizes of darkness
Bathed in the wine of a delightfull night...
And lives there, but dies at dawn ...
Dies in me with barbarous voice.
The dark forest enchant me !
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| With Spell of Inferno | |
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enslaved in a cloud above the vast sea
I've finished my journey through the 7 incarnations
the blaze of my glory die out for this world
as the blaze of my rustly steel died
dark forests, unknown vast lands
were my home, my dream which came true
wild as eternal fear of the blackness
I live primeval life under the horned one's rules
steeps resounded with the howl of the wolves
searching alone for the victim
and from the deep forest rised you chant
about the god of coldwinds and desire
crushing the last wound of the crucified one
I stalked the path of the sword, fire and blood
my armies of the ships like dragons
spread fear among the holy lands
altars were burning with black fire
for the master of eternal spaces
born for our blood and fiery steel
victorious wave of warfare and mayhem
immortal, invincible, dark warrior
(I) leaded my troops through countless battles
and the scream of the dying was our pride
I split a lot of blood, stole human souls, cruel
now it's time to finish my journey, to rest
I fall into oblivion with weapons
no one will feed my razor with blood again
and the ships sing the psalm of the immortal...
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