Lyrics of Spiritual Manslaughter - Benighted

Spiritual Manslaughter (original)

Aucun nom et la menace de ce chaos obscur
La terreur, l’angoisse, des mouvements convulsifs
Des flux lectriques traversent ses viscres
Les blessures sur son corps
Bien relles, rappelant des cicatrices de stigmates
Des marques qu’il garde comme le souvenir de l’infection
N’tant ni ange ni bte quand le froid l’envahit
Les vents glacs l’amnent dans un monde o Le rve et la ralit ne font qu’un
Puis les craintes cessent, aucun mal ne pouvant plus l’atteindre
Persuad du pouvoir de la rincarnation
Insupportable alination au service de Dieu
tendre les horizons spirituels
Il dcrit sa prsence dans chaque cellule de son enveloppe charnelle
Condamn mort, ces pantins agenouills autour de lui
Il nous appelle inconscients car nous refusons de croire
Des mots dnus de tout sens, obscnes et blasphmatoires
Et un jour, le vent devint plus froid encore
L, ses proches, enfin, retrouvrent sa dpouille
Le visage grimaant
Et le corps ballant, pendu au bout d’une corde

(translation)

No name and the threat of this dark chaos
Terror, anguish, convulsive movements
Electric fluxes pass through his viscera
The wounds on his body
Very real, reminiscent of stigma scars
Marks he keeps as the memory of the infection
Being neither angel nor beast when the cold invades him
The icy winds carry him to a world where dream and reality are one
Then the fears cease, no evil can touch her anymore
Convinced of the Power of Reincarnation
Unbearable alienation in the service of God
expand spiritual horizons
He describes his presence in every cell of his carnal envelope
Condemned dead, these puppets kneeling around him
He calls us unconscious because we refuse to believe
Words meaningless, obscene and blasphemous
And one day the wind got colder still
L, his relatives finally find his remains
The grimacing face
And the dangling body, hanging from the end of a rope