Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Opferblut, artist - Black Funeral. Album song Empire Of Blood, in the genre
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Full Moon
Song language: Deutsch
Opferblut(original) |
«Manche wollen den dinger folgen, die sich bewegen aufpassen, schleichen, |
warten, spigen um zu toten und zu beissen, beisse tief und reichlich, |
sauge das blut |
Manche wollen mit den Zahnen winen und die dinge mit den handen aufwuhlen und |
sich in die erde hinein kuscheln |
Manche klettern auf der baume, manche kratzen an den Graben des Todes, |
manche kampfen mit der stirn, den fussen oder klauen, manche beissen platzlich |
zu ohne Veranlassung! |
Die bestraffing ist streng und gewiss |
Deswegen lerne das gesetz |
Sage die Woter! |
Sage die Worter! |
SAGE DIE WORTER!» |
-Anton Szandor LaVey, The Satanic Rituals |
Behold The place of necromantic lust, our sorcery is an iron! |
Three subdued in our dungeons, all serve our specific needs… |
An opfer who screams as an insect, hooked inverted to provide balance to the |
thought |
Drips the blood of youth into our mouths, feel the precious life leave… |
we consume the spirit… we shall know the trapped spirit |
Trough the sphere of Azanigin, we all transcend a calm of conscious is achieved, |
chained to a haggard table observing the fear in the eyes… slicing the nimble |
flesh… drinking from the wounds, observe the beautiful misuck of the skull |
drums, witness the death dance |
I will learn forward, to below the Kraken’s kiss |
The screams invoked act as an angel’s dying song… |
Haunted, we shall focus the will to thy astral, trough our ghastly touch all |
lifeforce drained, into the crystal… |
Wamphyri, from the land of dark immortals communion was held |
(translation) |
"Some want to follow things that are moving, watch out, sneak, |
wait, spigen to kill and bite, bite deep and rich, |
suck the blood |
Some want to weep with their teeth and stir things up with their hands and |
snuggle into the earth |
Some climb the tree, some scratch the ditch of death, |
some fight with their foreheads, feet or claws, some bite sharply |
to without cause! |
The punishment is severe and certain |
Therefore learn the law |
Say the words! |
say the words |
SAY THE WORDS!» |
-Anton Szandor LaVey, The Satanic Rituals |
Behold The place of necromantic lust, our sorcery is an iron! |
Three subdued in our dungeons, all serve our specific needs… |
An offering who screams as an insect, hooked inverted to provide balance to the |
thought |
Drips the blood of youth into our mouths, feel the precious life leave… |
we consume the spirit... we shall know the trapped spirit |
Through the sphere of Azanigin, we all transcend a calm of conscious is achieved, |
chained to a haggard table observing the fear in the eyes... slicing the nimble |
flesh… drinking from the wounds, observe the beautiful misuck of the skull |
drums, witness the death dance |
I will learn forward, to below the Kraken's kiss |
The screams invoked act as an angel's dying song… |
Haunted, we shall focus the will to thy astral, trough our ghastly touch all |
lifeforce drained, into the crystal… |
Wamphyri, from the land of dark immortals communion was held |