Benighted — Carnivore Sublime song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Carnivore Sublime" by Benighted.
Lyrics
Un silence de mort lourd et Oppressant envahit la piece ecarlate
Les ombres flambent
Je caresse leur echine
La main delicate leve le voile
Macule du dormant meurtri
Force insidieuse et devorante
Elle scrute mon visage
Une lueur meurtriere attisee par ceux qui me stigmatisaient enfant batard
Mon regard s’est fige, un pale sourire camoufle la fureur qui bout en moi
Sans pouvoir refrener les emotions dementes qui m’habitent
La peau ecarlate et cuisante du dormant
Garde le souvenir de la caresse de son maitre,
Attendant de tomber dans les bras d’une melancolie silencieuse
Le masque de ma raison a vole en eclats
Carnivore sublime
Le cerbere se reveille dans l’humidite de la sueur et de l’urine
Ton coeur est a l’aurore
Passionnement je te hais
A me perdre dans ta suave noirceur
Quand viennent les moissons precoces
Lors de ta metamorphose
Les tyrans arrachent les apparats et goutent ta viande
Sous ton regard qui m’emascule
Mais si je te contiens,
Nous marcherons dans les copieux charniers
Qui subsisteront apres notre revolte
Achemines par ce desir abject
La realite ne sera jamais assez pour moi
Lyrics translation
A heavy and oppressive death silence invades the Scarlet piece
The shadows are blazing
I caress their echine
Delicate hand lifts the veil
Macule of the bruised sleeper
Insidious and devouring Force
She scrutinizes my face
A deadly glow fanned by those who stigmatised me as a bastard child
My gaze froze, a pale smile camouflages the fury that boils in me
Without being able to restrain the crazy emotions that inhabit me
The Scarlet and stinging skin of the sleeper
Keeps the memory of his master's caress,
Waiting to fall into the arms of a silent melancholy
The mask of my reason flew to pieces
Sublime Carnivore
The deer Awakens in the dampness of sweat and urine
Your heart is at dawn
Passionately I hate you
To lose me in your suave blackness
When early harvests come
During your metamorphosis
The tyrants tear off the apparatus and taste your meat
Under your eyes that emasculate me
But if I hold you back,
We will walk in the abundant mass graves
That will remain after our revolt
Routed by this abject desire
Reality will never be enough for me