Benighted — Hostile song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Hostile" by Benighted.
Lyrics
Le frisson d' un traitre vent murmure son nom
Ses infames litanies que je connais trop
Maais je sais qu il me trompe
Je discerne la marche indigne de l' homme furtif
L’ombre qui distrait et fait craquer les lames
De mon humble et mesprisable chambre sombre
Ou j’expire a la lueur de l' antique flamme
De mes derniers rales d' agonie
Dehors, l' hiver morne est a genoux
Assomme sous les pluies acides
J' al grave la pierre face aux larmes des cierges
Fait danser le miroir brise, harponne les murs
Des griffes de mon soleil noir
Les chevaux d' hades traverseront ta route
Enflammeront tes ruines gerces
Mes griffes ravageront tes chairs
Tu t' effondreras, mon etreinte sur ta nuque
Je mutilerai tes carences
Tes chairs arrachees
Et m' offrirai enfin le reve d' une nuit sans ecume. Flesh hostole
Admirant les pieces eparses
Je murmurerai ton nom aux portes des enfers
Quand l' opale brillera, alors tu seras proche
Tu seras si proche…
Lyrics translation
The thrill of a traitor wind whispers his name
His infamous litanies that I know too much
But I know he's wrong.
I discern the unworthy Walk of the stealthy man
The shadow that distracts and makes the Blades crack
From my humble and despicable dark room
Or I exhale in the glow of the ancient flame
Of my last rales of agony
Outside, the dreary winter is on its knees
Knocks under acid rain
J'al grave the stone in front of the tears of the candles
Makes the Mirror Dance Breaks, HARPS the walls
Claws of my black sun
Hades ' horses will cross your road
Will ignite your gerces ruins
My claws will ravage your flesh
You'll collapse, my hug on your neck
I will maim your shortcomings
Your flesh ripped out
And I will finally offer myself the dream of a sleepless night. Flesh hostole
Admiring the eparse pieces
I'll whisper your name at the gates of hell
When the Opal shines, then you will be close
You'll be so close…