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Date of issue: 28.07.2012
Record label: Osmose
Song language: English
The Drudenhaus Anthem |
I reach the quintessence of all that is |
I was, I am and I shall be again |
Burn and torture me for I am the witch |
The Antechrist you’ve feared for years and years |
Burn me and burn us there’s no time to waste |
Burn, burn before you understand |
For crime so pure and restless tragedies |
I transgress your world into the house of dawn |
For redemption and immortality |
A sacred sin for divine perfection |
Drudenhaus! |
O Roy des cieux et Seigneur des Seigneurs |
O ange des anges, toi que craignent tous les hommes en silence |
Je suis l’ineffable et ton bras vengeur |
L’unique salut de ce monde profane et sans grace |
I pray for all and whole non-salvation |
And all the phantoms on earth follow me |
I search for some old forgotten treasures |
And the girl made of gold is forever above me |
Down into the house of dawn I rest |
Between these walls of huge flesh I lay |
Dawn of Miracle — Drudenhaus! |
Where life sets and burns until the fall |
Through the sacred semence of the Lord — my soul |
I caress the total universe |
Even so vast mortal skies and oceans cannot |
Fill the house of presence and goldlust storms |
There grows the shadow of all my passions |
There all is silence and will of seduction |
Mourir de notre main ou de la votre |
Mourir et enfin vivre d’absolu |
Et vous serez fiers de nous avoir juge |
Mais nous seuls nous etions condamnes |
I touch the quintessence of all that is |
I was, I am and I shall be again |
Fuck and slaughter me for I am the witch |
The mystic force you’ve cursed for years and years |
Burn me and burn us there’s no time to waste |
Burn, burn before it’s too late |
3. God Bless The Hustler |
Shining upon their chests |
The silver seal |
The blood-red penitents |
Towards our land |
From my window I can guess |
The flames of their so-called heaven |
By now, I should run away |
Leave the house, the church, the grave |
And I won’t do that |
I open my eyes — cannot move |
Their hell after tracks me down |
Has finally put his hand in mine |
Torture me if you want |
I have learnt to suffer |
And in my grave |
Rained many a tear, oh blessed majesties |
Once more saved — nevermore |
Mare tenebrarum — the red penitents |
My fate divine — their worst obssession |
Burn in hell you c***! |
Their eyes are burning more than their crosses |