Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Elite - Vorspiel auf dem Theater, artist - Samsas Traum. Album song Die Liebe Gottes, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 12.03.2009
Record label: Trisol
Song language: English
Elite - Vorspiel auf dem Theater |
Sleep unaware of loves' subconcious call |
Scratching the darkness! |
Your thighs and lips wide opened, wet |
As your soul steams out your womb |
Enlightened with sparks! |
Blow out the stars and extinguish the sun! |
For a better place than paradise for us might be won! |
Far beyond Edens' light we will shine! |
Into the dark pleasure we fly |
Our wings will not be burned! |
Sleep my friend, vanish from this world |
For that is’s not real! |
The earth received your blood |
From our hands — |
Taken by the sons of… |
Passion — Your name is like a razor |
Cutting deeper very time I call it |
Into my bloodsperm… |
Fire is the key to all we seek: |
I AM ELITE! |
Beloved lady, hear my yearing |
Die close my dark pregnant embrace! |
Dripping fertility for my race! |
For every teardrop thou shalt be burning! |
Each night I dream of you again: |
I touch thy blossom |
Smell thy beauty — |
Desire rapes your (my) rosebuds' rain! |
The beauty of mans' daughters — |
Taken by the sons of… |
God! |
Burn! |
Yeah, burn! |
You’ll fucking burn! |
Burn, you bastards' whore! |
Beloved lady, hear my yearing! |
Wir sind es, die herrschen |
Machen den Tag zur Nacht der Menschen |
Mit dem Willen aus der Tiefe |
Und der Kraft uns’res Verstandes! |
Nur wir, die unsterblich Schönen |
Die ungesehen Euch zerstören |
Allein durch Sinneslust und Habgier |
Kniet die Welt in uns’rer Hand! |
Und so erblühen wir in Jugend |
Und ersticken euch im Keim: |
Ganz egal, was Euer Traum war |
Wird nun endlich unser sein! |
Bitte windet euch in schmerzen: |
Für immer seid verleugnet! |
Wir schneiden Euch aus uns’ren Herzen! |
Everlasting ecstasy — This orgasm drowns endlessly |
Your lifeless minds in an ocean of our seeds! |
We’ll scare the livin' daylights out of you |
Come on, my sweetheart, won’t you, too |
Be the wohre of my dreams |
And sink down on your knees |
To fullfill my passionate needs! |
I lick thy shame! |
And in this night, we’ll rise again: |
Die close my dark pregant embrace! |
Dripping fertility for your face! |
I call thy name! |
The beauty of mans' daughters Taken by the sons of the elite! |