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SUPRACIŬ Z SAMIM SABOJ!
PRANIASIE PA-NAD ZIAMLOJU
PODYCH ŽACHU TOMNY USIO BLIŽEJ,
ICH DAŁOŃ CIAPŁOM, KRYVIOJU,
MNIE NATCHNIENNIEM - VAM NIŽEJ!
PAKIDAJUĆ Z HORA NIEBA,
TRAVIĆ JADAM DYM HRYBOŬ...
NIE ŬRODZIĆ HLEBA CHLEBU
TAM DZIE KOSCI HAŁUBOŬ!
IRYJ! SVIET! CIAPŁO! LUBOŬ!
IM SPAKUSA VAŠA KROŬ!
PIEKŁA! CIEMRA! CHOŁAD! ROŬ!
NAM MAHIŁY BIEZ KRYŽOŬ!
HONAR! VOLA! ŠLACH PRAZ BOJ!
SUPRACIŬ Z SAMIM SABOJ!
HAŃBA! RABSTVA! CICHMANY ROJ!
CHUTKA PRYJDUĆ ZA TABOJ.
KLENČYĆ ZBROD ABMYTY SOŁLU,
NA SUCHICH VAČACH TANCUJE BOH!
SAŁODKA IM, PIAŠČOTNAJ BOLI
PACHMIELNYM RANKAM POŬNY ROH!
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Self-resistance!
Their palm will sweep over the ground
The breath of terror which’s getting closer
With heat and blood,
With inspiration for me and degradation for you.
They abandon the heavens being in grief
Intoxicated with fumes of poisonous mushrooms.
Soil sown with dove bones
Will never yield a harvest of bread.
Eerie! Light! Warmth! Love!
Your blood is their temptation!
Hell! Darkness! Coldness! Roar!
Graves without crosses for us!
Honor! Will! Way through the fight!
It’s your self-resistance!
Shame! Slavery! Calm swarm!
They will come for you soon!
Rabble washed by salt is kneeling,
God is dancing on withered eyes!
They feel sweet of crapulence dawn
From the horn full of tender pain!
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JAŁAVY LOS - BŁUDNICA,
ZCHMIELENY SUM PJANY...
NAHODAJU HANARYCCA
JURLIVASCI PŁADY.
ZDOLENY MALICCA,
SPADZIAVANNIAŬ ŬJAŬNYJA CHAŁMY!
ATRUČANY MIOD, IM BY NAPICCA,
ATRUČANA PRAŬDA - PSAŁMY.
DZIAVICA-ČARNICA ZAKLIKAJE,
JADŁOVY BUKIET - BLACKI ROD.
I PAVOLNA DURMAN ABDYMAJE,
CIAHNIE Ŭ DRYHVU SVAICH ASAŁOD!
NIŠTO PRA CIABIE NIE ŬZHADAJE,
NICHTO TY, TY BYDŁA, TY ZBROD!
TY KROPKA, STAIŠ KALA KRAJU,
ZNIKAJEŠ, RASTAJEŠ, TY LOD!
PAŁYNOVAJ STRAVAJ POSNAJ,
NIEŬZABAVIE STANIEŠ TY!
I DZICIAČY ŠMATHAŁOSNY
CHOR SPRAVODZIĆ NAZAŬŽDY.
TY ACHVIARU!? TY ACHVIARA!
ŽART PRYNIESIENYCH BAHOŬ,
TY NIA VARTY CIEŁA, TVARU,
BRUD PA ŽYŁACH A NIE KROŬ.
ZNIKAJEŠ, RASTAJEŠ, TY LOD!
TY KROPKA, STAIŠ KALA KRAJU.
NICHTO TY, TY BYDŁA, TY ZBROD!
NIŠTO PRA CIABIE NIE ŬZHADAJE.
CIAHNIE Ŭ DRYHVU SVAICH ASAŁOD!
I PAVOLNA DURMAN ABDYMAJE,
JADŁOVY BUKIET - BLACKI ROD.
DZIAVICA-ČARNICA ČAKAJE.
ATRUČANA PRAŬDA - PSAŁMY.
ATRUČANY MIOD, IM BY NAPICCA,
SPADZIAVANNIAŬ ŬJAŬNYJA CHAŁMY!
ZDOLENY MALICCA.
JURLIVASCI PŁADY,
NAHODAJU HANARYCCA.
ZCHMIELENY SUM PJANY...
JAŁAVY LOS – BŁUDNICA!
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Juniper Bouquet
Barren fate is a slut,
Tipsy sorrow is drunk.
The fruits of lust
Are the reason to be proud.
Ability to pray
Like imaginary hills of hopes!
Poisoned honey, here’s to get drunk with it.
Poisoned truth are psalms.
Blueberry-virgin calls,
Juniper bouquet is a genus of whores.
The dope is embracing slowly
And pulls into the mire of its pleasures!
Nothing will remember you,
You are nothing, you’re bastard, you’re rabble!
You are just a dot, you stand on the edge.
You’ll disappear and melt, you’re ice.
You’ll become a
Lenten sagebrush dish soon!
Child’s vociferous chorus
Will expel you forever.
Will you make a sacrifice? No, you are a victim!
You are a joke of foreign gods.
You're not worthy of your body and face,
There is mud in your veins, not blood.
You’ll disappear and melt, you’re ice!
You are just a dot, you stand on the edge.
You are nothing, you’re bastard, you’re rabble!
Nothing will remember you.
The dope is embracing slowly
And pulls into the mire of its pleasures!
Juniper bouquet is a genus of whores.
Blueberry-virgin is waiting.
Poisoned truth are psalms.
Poisoned honey, here’s to get drunk with it.
Imaginary hills of hopes
Are able to pray!
The fruits of lust
Are the reason to be proud.
Tipsy sorrow is drunk.
Juniper fate is a slut.
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KIRUJUĆ ZBRODAM ŠERYJA KAHANY,
PANUJE SVIETAM NA PAPIERKACH BRUDNYCH CMOK.
SŁABY SIAROD CHIŁYCH U STOJŁA CHAT ZAHNANYCH,
NIASIEŠ ŁUPATAMU HASPADARU ABROK.
KRYŽOM Z RASPIATYM DZIACIEJ ZATAŬRAVALI,
I TYJA KLONČAĆ KAB DARAVALI IM…
CHŁUSNIU PSAŁMOŬ ZA PRAŬDU ŬSPRYNIALI,
I LIČAĆ KOŽNAHA ŽYDA SVAIM SVIATYM!
TY ČUJEŠ HAŁASY - MY TUT,MY ZASTALISIA!
I PODYCH POMSTY ZA PRYNIŽANYCH HRAMČEJ.
PRYCHODŹ DA NAS, LUTUJ Z BRATAMI, HANARYSIA!
PRYCHODŹ, SKIDAJ JARMO Z SVAICH PLAČEJ!
CI DZIELA RABSTVA, CI DZIELA SŁAVY JOSĆ TY?!
CHTO NAZYVAŬ CIABIE SVAIM RABOM?
VAZMI MIEČ-PRAŬDY, I VYRAZAJ NIAHODNYCH...
ČYŃ SPRAVU, I DOSYĆ BYĆ SKATOM!
IMKNIECCA Ŭ PRORVU NAVI ČAŁAVIECTVA...
LUDSKI PAČATAK SVOJ SENS NIE APRAŬDAŬ,
NAVOKAŁ BRUD LUDSKI, DY BLADSTVA I KALECTVA!
NA ŠLACH ANIHILACYI ROD ČAŁAVIEČY STAŬ!
A TOLKI POZIRKAM U KOSMAS KVOŁYM
HLADZIĆ Z NADZIEJEJ NIEDAČAŁAVIEK...
I HNIE JAHO, I HNIECCA JON USIO NIŽEJ DOŁU,
JAK LUBA BAČYĆ JAHO ISTOTY HODNY ZDZIEK!
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The Path of Annihilation
Grey hagans governs the rabble,
Dragon rules the world from the dirty pieces of paper.
The weak among the sick driven in the stalls of houses,
You bring a rent to your bear-eyed master.
They branded their children with a cross
Those children kneel to be forgiven.
They took as truth the lies of the Psalms
They think that every jew is their saint.
Can you hear the voices? ‘We are here, we stayed’
The breath of revenge for the humiliated becomes louder.
Come to us, share your rage with your brothers, be proud!
Come, throw the yoke off your shoulders!
Do you exist for being a slave or a for glory?
Who used to call you his slave?
Take a sword and stab the worthless.
Commit the deed, stop being a cattle!
Humanity tends to the abyss of Nav…
The human element did not justify its sense.
There is a human’s filth, whoredom and mutilation.
The human race took the path of annihilation.
Subhuman watches into the space with hope,
His sight is weak
He is bent, he’s bending lower and lower to the ground.
It is so nice to see the mockery worthy its essence.
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MY HVAŁCIM VSAJU ASABLIVASĆ,
MY TRAPLAJEM U SVAJO ŽA ŁAJNO.
NAM ZDAŁASIA TAKAJA MAHČYMASĆ
ISNAVAĆ, MY IMPIERYJA-DNO.
NAM KIDAJUĆ, NAS KORMIAĆ, NIE ZDOCHNIEM...
SPIEKULUJUČY NAŠYM DABROM,
PATURAJUĆ, BIAZ ICH MY ISSOCHNIEM...
MY KAŁOSSIA PAD HOSTRYM SIARPOM.
MY TRAPLAJEM U SVAJO ŽA ŁAJNO.
ISNAVAĆ, MY IMPIERYJA-DNO.
SPIEKULUJUČY NAŠYM DABROM,
MY KAŁOSSIA PAD HOSTRYM SIARPOM.
NA HOŁAD I STRATY
PAVIADZIE NAS JANA...
MY NIAMYJA SAŁDATY,
MY IMPIERYJA DNA!
NAM DAZVOLENA PLONNA MALICCA,
ZABARONIENA ŬVOHUŁ CHUŁA.
NIERAŠUČASCI POŬNA KRYNICA,
MY IMPIERYJA DNA!
U KOŽNYM JANA JOSĆ!
RATUJUČY DUCH - PAZBAŬLACCA!
I RYBY HNIŁOJ KOSĆ
TRAPIĆ KAB Ŭ DUMKACH ZASTACCA.
MY KAŁOSSIA PAD HOSTRYM SIARPOM.
PATURAJUĆ, BIAZ ICH MY ISSOCHNIEM...
SPIEKULUJUČY NAŠYM DABROM,
NAM KIDAJUĆ, NAS KORMIAĆ, NIE ZDOCHNIEM...
ISNAVAĆ, MY IMPIERYJA-DNO.
NAM ZDAŁASIA TAKAJA MAHČYMASĆ
MY TRAPLAJEM U SVAJO ŽA ŁAJNO.
MY HVAŁCIM VSAJU ASABLIVASĆ.
PATURAJUĆ, BIAZ ICH MY ISSOCHNIEM...
NAM KIDAJUĆ, NAS KORMIAĆ, NIE ZDOCHNIEM...
NAM ZDAŁASIA TAKAJA MAHČYMASĆ
ZHVAŁCIM UREŠCIE VSAJU ASABLIVASĆ!
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Bottom Empire
We rape our own identity
We step into our own shit
We got the opportunity to exist
We are the Bottom Empire.
We are given, we are fed, we’ll not die
They speculate with our goods
We will dry up without them.
We are the spikelets under the sharp sickle.
We step into our own shit.
We exist, we are the Bottom Empire.
They speculate with our goods
We are the spikelets under the sharp sickle.
It will lead us to
hunger and loss
We are the silent solders,
we are the Bottom Empire.
We are allowed to pray diligently.
Grievances are generally forbidden.
The spring is full of indecision.
We are the Bottom Empire.
It lives in us all!
Get rid of it to save your mind!
A bone of rotten fish
Will fall to stay in thoughts.
We are the spikelets under the sharp sickle.
We will dry up without them.
They speculate with our goods
We are given, we are fed, we’ll not die.
We are the Bottom Empire.
We got the opportunity to exist
We step into our own shit
We rape our own identity
We will dry up without them.
We are given, we are fed, we’ll not die.
We had the opportunity
So let’s rape our identity!
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MNIE Z MIORTVAJU POŬNIAJ PRYSNIŁASIA NIEBA,
ŹVIARYNAJA POSTAT ZLIVAŁASIA Z JEJ!
ZNAK ČORNAHA SONCA, ZNAK KROVI I HLEBY,
NA CIELE MAIM, NAD USIOJU ZIAMLOJ.
BYŁAJA KRYNICA, ASUŠANY BROD...
DZIE ZIMY PRACHODZIAĆ SUSVIETNAJ TUHOJ.
ZASTYŁAJE NIEBA, ZOR KARAHOD,
JANO TOLKI ZDOLNA ZASTACCA SABOJ!
ISTOTY NATCHNIENNIA, IDEALNA ABLIČČA...
DASKANALNY PAČATAK ZNACHODICCA Ŭ JEJ!
JA KRANAJU JAJE, I HUBLAJU SUMLENNIE,
JA RABUJU JAJE, I JA HVAŁČU JAJE, NARAKAJU SVAJOJ!
STVARAJECCA VOBRAZ, SKAŽAJECCA TYP...
I JANA PIERAD MNOJU ZDAJECCA ŽYVOJ!
JA KRANAJU JAJE, I HUBLAJU SUMLENNIE,
JA RABUJU JAJE, I JA HVAŁČU JAJE, NARAKAJU SVAJOJ!
MNIE VOBRZY SMIERCI, JAK CIEŁA I DUCHA,
NA ČORNYM, UBRANYM, NIABIOS PAŁATNIE.
ZJAŬLAJUCCA BOLEM, CHAOSU RUCHAM,
PAŁONIAĆ SVIADOMASĆ PARAZITUJUĆ ŬVA MNIE!
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Creatures of inspiration
I saw the sky with a dead full moon
Merged with the bestial figure in my dreams.
There is a sign of the Black Sun, sign of blood and soil
On my body and over the land.
Drained ford replaced a spring.
Winters passes by universal melancholy.
Stars dance on the frozen sky
The sky is only able to remain themselves.
Creatures of inspiration looks ideally.
She keeps a thorough origin.
I touch her and loose conscience,
I enslave her, I rape her calling mine.
An image is being created, a type is being distorted…
She is in front of me, she seems alive!
I touch her loosing conscience,
I enslave her, I rape her, I call her mine.
The images of death as body and soul
Come to me with pain and chaotic movements,
Captivate and parasitize me
On the black and elegant canvas of skies.
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ERSATZ
04:51
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KROKI STVARENNIA, ŠYPOM ZARASTAJUĆ...
FIENOMIEN ZNIŠČENNIA NA HORKAJ VADZIE!
VIALIKICH IDEJ ERZAC SPAŽYVAJUĆ,
ZADYMLENY ROZUM PRAZ ČAS PAVIADZIE!
MY STALI DRUHIMI, NIBYTA ŽYVYMI,
NAS KORMIĆ DAŬNO NIEISNUJUČY LES!
NADZIEJNA ZMIANILI, UKŁAD ZAHUBILI,
PALUJE, BALUJE ZAPROŠANY BIES!
MY BUDZIEM DRUHIMI, IŁŽYVA ŽYVYMI,
MY VYSIEČAM I TOJ NIEISNUJUČY LES!
DZIEĆMI CHIŁYMI, ZAŬJODY SLAPYMI,
BUDZIE NAS PIESCIĆ, I HVAŁCIĆ NAŠ BIES!
PAKUTY SUMLENNIA, ŠTURCHAJUĆ NA KROK,
I DUMKI AB TYM ČTO NIČOHA NIAZMIENNA!
CIAPIER RAZUMIEJEŠ, ŠTO KŁOŬN-PRAROK
U BARVOVAJ RACE TOPIĆ KAČAK DAREMNA!
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Ersatz
The steps of creation are overgrown with spikes.
The phenomenon of destruction on bitter water!
They consume the ersatz of great ideas,
Mystified mind will spend through time!
We became different, we seem to be alive.
We are fed by the nonexistent forest.
The way of life was ruined, it was reliably changed,
The invited demon hunts and triumphs!
We’ll be different, falsely alive.
We will cut down those nonexistent forest.
Our demon will foster and rape us
With blind sick children.
Pangs of conscience and thoughts of the immutability of everything
Pushes us to take steps!
Now you realize that clown-prophet
Vainly drowns the ducks in the crimson river.
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"KROM. LECH. MAŃ. - KRUH. KAMIEŃ. ČALAVIEK. "
KROM... LECH... MAŃ...
DUCH - VIECH - ZDAŃ!
CHŁUS RECH - HRECH.
BOL, ATRUTA, SMIECH!
KRUH... KAMIEŃ... LUD...
CIEŁA - VILHAĆ - BRUD!
CHŁUS RECH - HRECH.
BOL, ATRUTA, SMIECH!
KROM... LECH... MAŃ...
DUCH - VIECH - ZDAŃ!
CHŁUS RECH - HRECH.
BOL, ATRUTA, SMIECH!
NACHILISIA DA BRUDNAJ VADY,
RAZUMIEJ, ŠTO TY ADČUVAJEŠ?
CHTO TY BYŬ, I KIM STANIEŠ TADY,
KALI VUSNAM ROŬNIADŹ KRANAJEŠ!?
I JAHNIOM TY CHIŁYM...
ZHRAJA ČORNAJA KPIĆ, ADČUVAJE.
NIE KRANAJE ŽYVYM,
NA APOŠNI ŬZDYCH TVOJ ČAKAJE!
CHTO TY BYŬ, I KIM STANIEŠ TADY,
KALI VUSNAM ROŬNIADŹ KRANAJEŠ!?
NACHILISIA DA BRUDNAJ VADY,
RAZUMIEJ, ŠTO TY ADČUVAJEŠ?
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Crom.lech.man. - Circle, Stone, Human
Crom... Lech... Man...
Spirit - Milestone - Ghost!
Echo of lie - sin!
Pain, poison, laugh!
Circle... Stone... Human...
Body - Moisture - Dirt!
Echo of lie - sin!
Pain, poison, laugh!
Crom... Lech... Man...
Spirit - Milestone - Ghost!
Echo of lie - sin!
Pain, poison, laugh!
Bend over to muddy water.
Do you understand your feeling?
Who were you? Who will you become
When you’ll touch the surface with your lips?
You are like a weak lamb...
The black flock is scoffing and watching,
But it doesn’t touch you while you are alive,
It waits for your last breath!
Who were you? Who will you become
When you’ll touch the surface with your lips?
Bend over to muddy water.
Do you understand your feeling?
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