Lyrics of Hostile - Benighted

Hostile (original)

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…

(translation)

The thrill of a treacherous wind whispers his name
His infamous litanies that I know too well
But I know he's cheating on me
I discern the stealthy man's unworthy walk
The shadow that distracts and cracks the blades
From my humble and mean dark room
Or I die in the light of the ancient flame
Of my last gasps of agony
Outside, the dreary winter is on its knees
Knocks out in acid rain
I engrave the stone facing the tears of the candles
Dance the broken mirror, harpoon the walls
From the claws of my black sun
The horses of hades will cross your path
Will ignite your cracked ruins
My claws will ravage your flesh
You'll fall apart, my embrace on your neck
I will maim your deficiencies
Your torn flesh
And finally give me the dream of a foamless night.
flesh hostole
Admiring the scattered pieces
I'll whisper your name at the gates of hell
When the opal shines, then you'll be near
You will be so close...