May Result : Slava Smrti
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1. PROGNAN
U sveznanom trenu lana Nam majka leđa okreće, dok čenje u jadu tope se i istine pred očima sevaju, poslednji vapaj snage ispljunuh nebil' joj srce kameno okvasio, poslednji joj sada dah na crno tle isputam i klečim, mutan pogled svaku senu njenu prati
U hladnoći nebujalih mena, tonem u zagrljaj postelje koju nekad u neznanju toliko prezirah! (ivote gade - nisi me vredan) Smrti, o prelepa, Tebe sam edan
Uzmi sada moje sve; dok gavrani poje, nek' tmina guta sve obrise boje to u oku mom k'o iluzije stoje
Spasi čedo svoje, jer nema mi dalje, ne vie, ne ovde
Ti si sve to sam kao zlo znao, ali zlo njihovo, zlo lano, ono kojim nametali su svoje
Ne jenjavaj sad! Priđi - jedinstvena i gorda, tako veličanstvena i moja! Dveri otvori, put pred senom mojom novi stvori, čuvaj gde god da se odavde pođe
2. HOLD THIS EARTH IN THE HANDS OF SULPHUR
Hold this earth in the hands of sulphur
Cut the throat of the world
With razor-sharp knife
Keep all love cold and rotten... In murmur
See the torso-god begotten
In the flames of Slavic pyres
See decayed mankind
In the pits of bygone centuries
There is no gold I admire... Into the Slavic fire
See the torso-god cadaver
Impaled on Slavic horns
See the crucified mankind
Leaving the last breath on the poles of destiny
Never will I bring forth
The warmness to my heart
Forevermore I shall be drenched
In everything named human... Oh, Mara
I proclaim these are the rites of passage
Unto grandeour, misanthropic wrath
To purify myself from the weakling kind
And distance oneself from deceit
Of feeble, lesser rage... A cosmic disgrace
Hold all life at the edge
Of a grave that is open
Generations united in death... Unfolding
Slay all the blind praising hallowed anthems
Embrace buboning plague with blindfall
Hold this soil sordid and rotten
Hold this world in the heads of sulphur... Forgotten!
3. ETERNAL EULOGIES
The pace of time will take us down
And level in despair
The silent slumber
Throughout chambers so hollow
Where no daylight was ever sawn
In the crypts of the underground
Where no harvest was ever grown
Halls of marble, pillars made of stone
Underneath the crypts of the underground
Plague-laden, embroidered in mist
Bestowed one upon one with bare death we kiss
Oh, in the crypts of the underground
All laid as one
Lost effigies of our centuries
Crawling in marriage with maggots
Drowned amidst the darkness
Of the catacombs of Sirmium
Whirlwinds of damnation
Sweep through these emerald tombs
Lamented, sealed ages ago in silver and gold
We craft your doom in silver and gold
Ride the whirlwinds of damnation
Swept through these emerald tombs
Breathless tunnels filed with eerie woes
Omitted, stripped and left to rot
With notion of decay and rust
Upon silver and gold
Henceforth, we must carry
Bosom of impending deliverance grim
Henceforth, we shall bury
The last nail of your coffin
A thousand voices of ours
In cold, cold relinquishment
Became hymns of burden and misery,
Eternal eulogies
4. VELIKA BELA PRIČINA
Doneen sam na nosilima
Praćen vranama nad leinama
Doneen sam na nosilima
Zlim znamenjem celom zemljom pronet
Izdaja!!!
Sahranjen sam na kopljima
Krunisam pepeljem, odenut ugarcima
Sahranjen sam na kopljima
Crvima i sukrivicom proet
Tako mi askurđela, prvoga
Ognja i ambisa jada
Tako mi predvorja pakla
Pogrebne zemlje i mraka
Mi smo prokleti
Oduvek smo to i bili
Ja sam pokojni
Zauvek mi dua gnjili
Tako mi zakletve Velesu
Osvetiću ranu samrtnu
Mi smo prokleti
Oduvek smo to i bili
Ja sam pokojni
Zauvek mi dua gnjili
Videve me u podnoju planina
Kako tumaram umama pored vodenica
Morana me kroz guste magle vodila
Turobna senka nad ramenima stajala
Odvratna eđ me morila
Na pomen mi imena krstonoe ujeda strah
Mnogi su tvrdili da sam crni vrag
Kad grob mi nađoe iz njeg samo
Izbi hladnoća i mrak
5. AT THE CURSED HEIGHTS OF PROKLETIJE
As night falls down 'pon this wretched ground
I descend the fog-valleys below
With no man, nor beast, but naked trees around
And the moon that all light has bled
I plunge into the hail of tempest
Devoured by the firmament
Let no joyful sound
Spoil this winter air
Let only be foul skies
Aedent and arcid
Linger on in despair
This soil is black again
The soil is black and dead
The soil is black and dead
Cursed... Be my tribe
Cursed... Be our land
Cursed... Borned my tokens
Cursed... Sacrified in vain
To Mara, heathen demon of old
To Mara, the demon that destroys
To Mara, we must all burn
To Mara, on the path of no return
Rites of a death-hammer
Oh, the salt of the earth
Procession through one to another
On the path where I mourn
Barren path on no return
What once was I now is dead
Embered bonefires forever shine
What once was I shall be again
There, at the summit of Prokletije
6. SLAVA SMRTI
Nita se rađa iz Nita
Čak i svetlost truli u seni
Smrdljivi ivot ovaj
Tumaramo po mreni
Nita se vraća u Nita
Kralj Mara zove k sebi
Prelepa, ledena
Lei u nedrima
Prelepa, jedina
Čeka u kronjama
Prelepa, ledena
K'o otrica sečiva
Prelepa, jedina
Tuga neizreciva
Poloi me u kovčeg od duba
Prinesi darove i rtve
Kad se od Java rastam
Prognan... Međ mrtve
Četres noći me dvore
Ne preputaj me mori
Dok se srce u lepo ne pretvori
Neka vatra uvek oko mene gori
Podigni mi spomen od srebra
Postavi u raku međ crve
Između kamena i neba
Prognan...
Prelepa, ledena
Zanavek oduzima
Prelepa, jedina
Slavu mi pruila
7. ODAR VRAN
Morana apnu slovo
Slovo grozno, slovo otuno
Trizna i nesreća
Gubava sudbina
Odar vran u smrt proteran
Crn k'o gavran, neoplakan
Odar vran, crn k'o crv
Zauvek u meni zgruana
Daljinom baklje blistaju u noći
Slepe oči u pusto mi zavij
Dok me tuga iba u samoći
U jame prokleta Nava me sakrij
Uzmi, Morano! Udri, Morano!
Nalij mi gorkom zlobom pehar
Odaje nose vreme stalo
Kroz kronje samo peva vetar
Ja večeras hodim ka Navu
Ubij, Morano! Ubij, Morano!
Tuci grome, plači svode
Veni smrčo, pucaj steno
Zini zemljo, gutaj grobe
Vej zimo, priđi praznino
Nalij mi gorke zlobe pehar
Oluje odnee vreme stalo
Nad gorom davno zamre vetar
Slegnu kosti telo ranjeno
Bol, jad i patnju smrt jedino leči
Prorog i Mogila
Sudbina odvratna
Odar vran u smrt zamotan
Crn k'o gavran neoplakan
Odar vran prinosi kraj
Crna Morano idem ti u zagrljaj
8. THE HORNY AND THE HORNED (IMPALED NAZARENE COVER)
Spirits gathering around my dead coil
Infernal baptism, hungry for blood
Drinking the wine of the tormented souls
Howling for moon, sex with goats
Possessed acts of the infernal ghoul
Leading to destruction of the righteous
I have been waiting over 1000 years
Now it is time to rule with chaos
Gods of war I am screaming to thee
Gather the fierless soldiers of hate
Conquer the land of light and love
Spread the sand with enemies blood
Master of war, the eternal terror
The horny and the horned eternal lord
Hear the praise of your platoon:
(Kill for Satan, he wants blood,
He is god, he is god)
Millions of bodies lying on sand
I have slaughtered and impaled them
Hear the hymn now crossing the skies
Satan is lord, for him we will die
Mouth for war, death for doom
Now it is time to feel the terror
The horny and the horned eternal lord
For your praise I raise my fucked-up sword!
U sveznanom trenu lana Nam majka leđa okreće, dok čenje u jadu tope se i istine pred očima sevaju, poslednji vapaj snage ispljunuh nebil' joj srce kameno okvasio, poslednji joj sada dah na crno tle isputam i klečim, mutan pogled svaku senu njenu prati
U hladnoći nebujalih mena, tonem u zagrljaj postelje koju nekad u neznanju toliko prezirah! (ivote gade - nisi me vredan) Smrti, o prelepa, Tebe sam edan
Uzmi sada moje sve; dok gavrani poje, nek' tmina guta sve obrise boje to u oku mom k'o iluzije stoje
Spasi čedo svoje, jer nema mi dalje, ne vie, ne ovde
Ti si sve to sam kao zlo znao, ali zlo njihovo, zlo lano, ono kojim nametali su svoje
Ne jenjavaj sad! Priđi - jedinstvena i gorda, tako veličanstvena i moja! Dveri otvori, put pred senom mojom novi stvori, čuvaj gde god da se odavde pođe
2. HOLD THIS EARTH IN THE HANDS OF SULPHUR
Hold this earth in the hands of sulphur
Cut the throat of the world
With razor-sharp knife
Keep all love cold and rotten... In murmur
See the torso-god begotten
In the flames of Slavic pyres
See decayed mankind
In the pits of bygone centuries
There is no gold I admire... Into the Slavic fire
See the torso-god cadaver
Impaled on Slavic horns
See the crucified mankind
Leaving the last breath on the poles of destiny
Never will I bring forth
The warmness to my heart
Forevermore I shall be drenched
In everything named human... Oh, Mara
I proclaim these are the rites of passage
Unto grandeour, misanthropic wrath
To purify myself from the weakling kind
And distance oneself from deceit
Of feeble, lesser rage... A cosmic disgrace
Hold all life at the edge
Of a grave that is open
Generations united in death... Unfolding
Slay all the blind praising hallowed anthems
Embrace buboning plague with blindfall
Hold this soil sordid and rotten
Hold this world in the heads of sulphur... Forgotten!
3. ETERNAL EULOGIES
The pace of time will take us down
And level in despair
The silent slumber
Throughout chambers so hollow
Where no daylight was ever sawn
In the crypts of the underground
Where no harvest was ever grown
Halls of marble, pillars made of stone
Underneath the crypts of the underground
Plague-laden, embroidered in mist
Bestowed one upon one with bare death we kiss
Oh, in the crypts of the underground
All laid as one
Lost effigies of our centuries
Crawling in marriage with maggots
Drowned amidst the darkness
Of the catacombs of Sirmium
Whirlwinds of damnation
Sweep through these emerald tombs
Lamented, sealed ages ago in silver and gold
We craft your doom in silver and gold
Ride the whirlwinds of damnation
Swept through these emerald tombs
Breathless tunnels filed with eerie woes
Omitted, stripped and left to rot
With notion of decay and rust
Upon silver and gold
Henceforth, we must carry
Bosom of impending deliverance grim
Henceforth, we shall bury
The last nail of your coffin
A thousand voices of ours
In cold, cold relinquishment
Became hymns of burden and misery,
Eternal eulogies
4. VELIKA BELA PRIČINA
Doneen sam na nosilima
Praćen vranama nad leinama
Doneen sam na nosilima
Zlim znamenjem celom zemljom pronet
Izdaja!!!
Sahranjen sam na kopljima
Krunisam pepeljem, odenut ugarcima
Sahranjen sam na kopljima
Crvima i sukrivicom proet
Tako mi askurđela, prvoga
Ognja i ambisa jada
Tako mi predvorja pakla
Pogrebne zemlje i mraka
Mi smo prokleti
Oduvek smo to i bili
Ja sam pokojni
Zauvek mi dua gnjili
Tako mi zakletve Velesu
Osvetiću ranu samrtnu
Mi smo prokleti
Oduvek smo to i bili
Ja sam pokojni
Zauvek mi dua gnjili
Videve me u podnoju planina
Kako tumaram umama pored vodenica
Morana me kroz guste magle vodila
Turobna senka nad ramenima stajala
Odvratna eđ me morila
Na pomen mi imena krstonoe ujeda strah
Mnogi su tvrdili da sam crni vrag
Kad grob mi nađoe iz njeg samo
Izbi hladnoća i mrak
5. AT THE CURSED HEIGHTS OF PROKLETIJE
As night falls down 'pon this wretched ground
I descend the fog-valleys below
With no man, nor beast, but naked trees around
And the moon that all light has bled
I plunge into the hail of tempest
Devoured by the firmament
Let no joyful sound
Spoil this winter air
Let only be foul skies
Aedent and arcid
Linger on in despair
This soil is black again
The soil is black and dead
The soil is black and dead
Cursed... Be my tribe
Cursed... Be our land
Cursed... Borned my tokens
Cursed... Sacrified in vain
To Mara, heathen demon of old
To Mara, the demon that destroys
To Mara, we must all burn
To Mara, on the path of no return
Rites of a death-hammer
Oh, the salt of the earth
Procession through one to another
On the path where I mourn
Barren path on no return
What once was I now is dead
Embered bonefires forever shine
What once was I shall be again
There, at the summit of Prokletije
6. SLAVA SMRTI
Nita se rađa iz Nita
Čak i svetlost truli u seni
Smrdljivi ivot ovaj
Tumaramo po mreni
Nita se vraća u Nita
Kralj Mara zove k sebi
Prelepa, ledena
Lei u nedrima
Prelepa, jedina
Čeka u kronjama
Prelepa, ledena
K'o otrica sečiva
Prelepa, jedina
Tuga neizreciva
Poloi me u kovčeg od duba
Prinesi darove i rtve
Kad se od Java rastam
Prognan... Međ mrtve
Četres noći me dvore
Ne preputaj me mori
Dok se srce u lepo ne pretvori
Neka vatra uvek oko mene gori
Podigni mi spomen od srebra
Postavi u raku međ crve
Između kamena i neba
Prognan...
Prelepa, ledena
Zanavek oduzima
Prelepa, jedina
Slavu mi pruila
7. ODAR VRAN
Morana apnu slovo
Slovo grozno, slovo otuno
Trizna i nesreća
Gubava sudbina
Odar vran u smrt proteran
Crn k'o gavran, neoplakan
Odar vran, crn k'o crv
Zauvek u meni zgruana
Daljinom baklje blistaju u noći
Slepe oči u pusto mi zavij
Dok me tuga iba u samoći
U jame prokleta Nava me sakrij
Uzmi, Morano! Udri, Morano!
Nalij mi gorkom zlobom pehar
Odaje nose vreme stalo
Kroz kronje samo peva vetar
Ja večeras hodim ka Navu
Ubij, Morano! Ubij, Morano!
Tuci grome, plači svode
Veni smrčo, pucaj steno
Zini zemljo, gutaj grobe
Vej zimo, priđi praznino
Nalij mi gorke zlobe pehar
Oluje odnee vreme stalo
Nad gorom davno zamre vetar
Slegnu kosti telo ranjeno
Bol, jad i patnju smrt jedino leči
Prorog i Mogila
Sudbina odvratna
Odar vran u smrt zamotan
Crn k'o gavran neoplakan
Odar vran prinosi kraj
Crna Morano idem ti u zagrljaj
8. THE HORNY AND THE HORNED (IMPALED NAZARENE COVER)
Spirits gathering around my dead coil
Infernal baptism, hungry for blood
Drinking the wine of the tormented souls
Howling for moon, sex with goats
Possessed acts of the infernal ghoul
Leading to destruction of the righteous
I have been waiting over 1000 years
Now it is time to rule with chaos
Gods of war I am screaming to thee
Gather the fierless soldiers of hate
Conquer the land of light and love
Spread the sand with enemies blood
Master of war, the eternal terror
The horny and the horned eternal lord
Hear the praise of your platoon:
(Kill for Satan, he wants blood,
He is god, he is god)
Millions of bodies lying on sand
I have slaughtered and impaled them
Hear the hymn now crossing the skies
Satan is lord, for him we will die
Mouth for war, death for doom
Now it is time to feel the terror
The horny and the horned eternal lord
For your praise I raise my fucked-up sword!
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