Mord — Opus VI song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Opus VI" by Mord.
Lyrics
Wylewam na was piekielny jad
Przynosze pozoge i smierc
W koronie z wezy i naszyjniku z czaszek
Pluje na biblie, mesjasza i krzyz
Przynosze zaraze, ktora strawi wasz kosciol
Oto ja, Czarny Papiez, Odor Piekla
W moim reku bat na dziwki w habitach
Niech oltarze splyna krwia waszych meczennikow
Wypelnie sperma usta waszych matek i corek
Od dzis nie krzyz, lecz twardy kutas jest symbolem wiary
Oto koniec bekarciej ery
Bierzcie i jedzcie, oto gowno moje
Nie ma juz jahve i jego swiatyn
Nie ma juz chrystusa i jego matki szmaty
Nie ma juz pedalskich aniolow
Kleknijcie przed twardym diabelskim praciem
Oto czas fallicznych cudow
Oto czas mitycznych satyrow
Oto czas orgii i wina
Oto umarl wasz bog
Lyrics translation
I'm pouring hell on you.
Bringing doom and death
A crown made of a vizier and a necklace made of skulls
Spitting on the Bible, the Messiah and the cross
I bring a plague to your church.
Here I am, The Black Pope, the Odor of Hell
In my hand, bat for whores in habit
Let the oltars spill the blood of your matchmakers
It will fill the mouth of your mothers and daughters.
Today, not a cross, but a hard cock is a symbol of faith
This is the end of an era
Take it and eat it, here's my shit
There is no more jahve and his temple
There is no more Christ and his mother.
No more gay angels
Kneel before the hard work of the devil
This is the time of phallic wonder
This is the time of the mythical satyrs
It's time for orgies and wine
Behold, your God has died.