A keresés eredménye

In Good Buzz

Where the eye can't see
Secrets disappear
Bitter is the taste of love
That poisons our blood
 
In mother's hems, in bladed weapons
Leaks blood from the womb to the neck
Stream of life turns into river
Fall of death closes in its arms
 
Closes in its arms!
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Six bullets! (Hey! Hey!)
Six players! (Hey, hey!)
Six shots! (Hey! Hey!)
And not a single winner!
 
[Chorus 1]
In a good buzz for a week or two
Call a taxi even to oblivion
You empty the clip, and to last drop
Pieces of your soul are now drowned
 
[Post-Chorus]
Good
Buzz
Week or two
Good
Buzz
Week or two
 
[Verse 2]
Children in their small shoes
Try to get into world of the adults
One step is already too much
When the road is coated black with tar
 
Coated black with tar!
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Six bullets! (Hey! Hey!)
Six players! (Hey, hey!)
Six shots! (Hey! Hey!)
And not a single winner!
 
[Chorus 1]
In a good buzz for a week or two
Call a taxi even to oblivion
You empty the clip, and to last drop
Pieces of your soul are now drowned
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Six bullets! (Hey! Hey!)
Six players! (Hey, hey!)
Six shots! (Hey! Hey!)
And not a single winner!
 
[Chorus 1]
In a good buzz for a week or two
Call a taxi even to oblivion
You empty the clip, and to last drop
Pieces of your soul are now drowned
 
[Chorus 2]
In the black coffin for the last journey
I concentrate to remember the way
I'll send a message if i get there
And walk beside you even if you won't notice
 

Az Ördög ökle

[Első versszak]
Beteg vagyok, úgy fáj
Beteg, hogy lábra álljak
Engedj ki innen
Vagy legalább vidd el a késeket előlem
Belenéztem a szemedbe
És te egy kibaszott hazug vagy
 
[Elő-refrén]
Nem hittem el az igazságot
De a halált félem
Az erőszak megkeresztel minket
A bosszú sem segít
 
[Második versszak]
Beteg vagyok, úgy fáj
Beteg hogy lábra álljak
Engedj ki innen
Vagy legalább csitítsad el a hangokat
Belenéztem a szemedbe
És te egy kibaszott hazug vagy
 
[Második elő-refrén]
Fáradt vagyok vágni
De a halált félem
Az erőszak megkeresztel minket
Hogy egymást megostorozzuk
 
[Refrén]
Belefáradtam az adakozásba
Belefáradtam a meghalásba
Fáradt vagyok
Karmolások a bőröm alatt
Ne ölj meg, ne hagyj életben
Belefáradtam a ragyogásba
Belefáradtam az érzésekbe
Képtelen vagyok már
Ne ölj meg, ne hagyj életben
Karmolások a bőröm alatt
 
Belefáradtam az adakozásba
Belefáradtam a meghalásba
Fáradt vagyok
Karmolások a bőröm alatt
Ne ölj meg, ne hagyj életben
Belefáradtam a ragyogásba
Belefáradtam az érzésekbe
Képtelen vagyok már
Ne ölj meg, ne hagyj életben
Karmolások a bőröm alatt
 
[Utó-refrén]
Az erőszak megkeresztel minket
Az erőszak megkeresztel minket
Engedj ki innen
 
Az erőszak megkeresztel minket
Az erőszak megkeresztel minket
Engedj ki innen
 
[Bridge]
Ha valamit nem tudsz elkerülni
Valami, amit nem tudsz elveszíteni, amit nem veszíthetsz el
A csomók összekuszálódnak
Kezek ördögi öklökké szorítódnak
 
[Utó-refrén]
Az erőszak megkeresztel minket
Ördögi öklökké
Az erőszak megkeresztel minket
Engedj ki innen
 
[Refrén]
Belefáradtam az adakozásba
Belefáradtam a meghalásba
Fáradt vagyok
Karmolások a bőröm alatt
Ne ölj meg, ne hagyj életben
Belefáradtam a ragyogásba
Belefáradtam az érzésekbe
Képtelen vagyok már
Ne ölj meg, ne hagyj életben
Karmolások a bőröm alatt
 
Belefáradtam az adakozásba
Belefáradtam a meghalásba
Fáradt vagyok
Karmolások a bőröm alatt
Ne ölj meg, ne hagyj életben
Belefáradtam a ragyogásba
Belefáradtam az érzésekbe
Képtelen vagyok már
Ne ölj meg, ne hagyj életben
Karmolások a bőröm alatt
 

4 parancsolat

[1. versszak]
Masírozok
Felül
Feletted
S feletted táncolok
 
Hang
Kiáltásom
A kezeidet
Az ég felé emeli
 
[2. versszak]
Parancsolom
A parancsom a te lábadat
Mozgásra kényszeríti
 
Ötlet
Bizalmad (/hited)
Felgyújtja az eget
 
[Refrén]
Üt, masírozik, rombol, tisztít
Én parancsolok, s te engedelmeskedsz*
Üt, masírozik, rombol, tisztít
Én parancsolok, s te engedelmeskedsz
 
[3. versszak]
Figyelem (/testhelyzet)
Guggolj
Fölé
Székre
Ülj
A földre
Alá
Hallgass (figyelj)
 
[4. versszak]
Imádkozz kegyelemért
Könyörögj, térdelj, s kezeid tedd keresztbe
A nyomorultak halottnak hitettek
És ezek szerint a sors téged nem akar
 
[Refrén]
Üt, masírozik, rombol, tisztít
Én parancsolok, s te engedelmeskedsz
Üt, masírozik, rombol, tisztít
Én parancsolok, s te engedelmeskedsz
 
[Utó-refrén]
Üt, masírozik, rombol, tisztít
Én parancsolok,
Masírozok
Táncolok
Figyelem (/testhelyzet)
 
Üt, masírozik, rombol, tisztít
Én parancsolok,
Masírozok
Táncolok
Figyelem (/testhelyzet)
 

Midwife of ruin

[Verse 1]
Is it just a nightmare
Or actually crib death1
My body wet with cold sweat
Is like an elephant's lick
 
[Verse 2]
The bride of darkness, the midwife of ruin
Preserved children in jars
This boar treads on hedgehogs
Reminiscent of a neo-nazi
 
[Verse 3]
In autumn darkness comes back to life
Bogeys pick toadstools
They plant them in bushes and trees
From there they end up in children's mouths
 
[Verse 4]
Ground frost turns the children into frozen pillars
Bogeys flip the children around
And an angel of heaven thus states:
Why are the brats upside down?
 
[Chorus]
Every night when the lamp goes out
And the true night falls
Malice matures in the corner and devours its children
Fear of death wakes up
They gather the troops under the window
Cross your arms2
Lest the devil snap your necks
 
[Chorus]
Every night when the lamp goes out
And the true night falls
Malice matures in the corner and devours its children
Fear of death wakes up
They gather the troops under the window
Cross your arms
Lest the devil snap your necks
 
[Verse 2]
The bride of darkness, the midwife of ruin
Preserved children in jars
This boar treads on hedgehogs
Reminiscent of a neo-nazi
 
[Verse 4]
Ground frost turns the children into frozen pillars
Bogeys flip the children around
And an angel of heaven thus states:
Why are the brats upside down?
 
[Chorus]
Every night when the lamp goes out
And the true night falls
Malice matures in the corner and devours its children
Fear of death wakes up
They gather the troops under the window
Cross your arms
Lest the devil snap your necks
 

• 1. Sudden infant death syndrome
• 2. Or perhaps 'put your hands in the shape of a cross'

Inheritance of blood

Now that everything is connected to here
With the price of everything
What will you get
Can the debt be paid
 
Are things so
That they can't stand one more mistake
Grievance after grievance
Lights emotions
 
It has to be weakness of the mind
To fear for what you have gotten
Hold on with force to
What you will some day lose
 
Fight weakminded
Against what you can't see
Can you build temples from ashes
Don't claim you can't tolerate
Withered flower has bloomed
 
Say you know how to make flowers bloom
 
I give my sin as inheritance
I give my sin as inheritance
I give my sin as inheritance
Flames rise
I give my sin as inheritance
Flames rise
 
Do you think this hunger stops with eating
Stops with eating
You can't get rid of me from here
Even by hitting
 
I know you are nearsighted
In this dark night
It is that human
That chooses a life in pain
Do you accept that
 
Say you know how to make flowers bloom
 
My soul is deceased
But my sin weighs
Chalices rise
This is an end party
My sin I borrow
My casket weighs
Chalices rise
This is an end party
 
Be content that heart beats
I wish I could be happy
That heart beats
That which was once peaceful
Is now a duty
 
Say you know how to make flowers bloom
 
My soul is deceased
But my sin weighs
Chalices rise
This is an end party
My sin I borrow
My casket weighs
Chalices rise
This is an end party
 
I give my sin as inheritance
Flames rise
I give my sin as inheritance
Flames rise
 
Now that everything is connected to here
With the price of everything
What will you get
Can the debt be paid
 
Are things so
That they can't stand one more mistake
Grievance after grievance
Lights emotions
 
It has to be weakness of the mind
To fear for what you have gotten
Hold on with force to
What you will some day lose
 
Fight weakminded
Against what you can't see
Can you build temples from ashes
 
Don't claim you can't tolerate
Withered flower has bloomed
Say you know how to make flowers bloom
 

Selfrapist

Hiding from evil
Hiding from crash
Hiding from me
That itself
Which shares without satisfaction
 
Cold wrappers
For those giving first aid
 
I betray myself
I betray my will
I betray and define my values
I go sideways against myself
And stop myself
 
Cold wrappers
For those giving first aid
Due to break in law is read
Loopholes for judges
I substitute myself now
 
Let me go
Give me safety
Do we think of suicide
Instructions inserted to the back of the head
How about we jump down a well
Let me go
Give me safety
Do we think of suicide
Instructions inserted to the back of the head
Finally I step to shade
 
Now that you look from down the well
What do you want?
(Human)
Do you stand yourself?
(Human)
What do you want?
(Human)
Do you stand yourself?
(Human)
What do you want?
 
Let me go
Give me safety
Do we think of suicide
Instructions inserted to the back of the head
How about we jump down a well
 
Let me go
Give me safety
Do we think of suicide
Instructions inserted to the back of the head
How about we jump down a well
 
Touch me
Touch me now
 

The Butcher

Versions: #2
Big belly, a motorsaw, butcher and the to be butchered
An outpatient, a mercenary
Rubber cloth and a principle
 
The meat grinder and the butcher's bum spin with the beat of the hammer
Those circular saws bring a message, the crematory of death
Then the blood flares up
When the sweaty metalhead yells
Eyes spurt out of the head
When he throws up on the floor
 
He sits beside the Virgin Mary
And farts pillars of fire up to heaven
He kneels on front of the pope
And throws the pope's dinner in the water
 
Bad, ugly, motor coc
The strangler and the strangled
A mercenary, an outpatient
Rubber cloth and a principle
 
The meat grinder and the butcher's bum spin with the beat of the hammer
Those circular saws bring a message, the crematory of death
 
He sits beside the Virgin Mary
And farts pillars of fire up to heaven
He kneels on front of the pope
And throws the pope's dinner in the water
 
The meat grinder and the butcher's bum spin with the beat of the hammer
Those circular saws bring a message, the crematory of death
Then the blood flares up
When the sweaty metalhead yells
Eyes spurt out of the head
When he throws up on the floor
 
He sits beside the Virgin Mary
And farts pillars of fire up to heaven
He kneels on front of the pope
And throws the pope's dinner in the water
 

You Devil

Life is born, Murder is born
All out of the same mother's dying
From start to finish, a small breath
A moment in a lap leaves it cold
A wolf is in the sheep's clothing
Tears apart and neglects
A cold eye is watching
When life escapes from a small body
 
You drown, eradicate and bury
You feed, love and whip
A cruel woman in God's shoes
Your soul is a pig that your mind loves
You brought your son into a casket
So small that it can be held with one hand
The soul is crying, the dad is crying
A child that begged for your love is gone
 
You aren't sick, you are the sickness
You, who can kill innocent
Your blood's embodiment is dead because of you
Does the government kill, or the mother's hand
 
A moment of silence
That never happens anymore
You can rush to play without worry
There where it's always summer
 
You devil
 
You brought your son into a casket
So small that it can be held with one hand
The soul is crying, the dad is crying
A child that begged for your love is gone
 
You drown, eradicate and bury
You feed, love and whip
A cruel woman in God's shoes
Your soul is a pig that your mind loves
 
You brought your son into a casket
So small that it can be held with one hand
The soul is crying, the dad is crying
A child that begged for your love is gone
 
Mother
What did I do wrong
 

Where blood escapes

Anarchist executes euthanasia
Gigolo stones their cavalier
Pathetic journalist gets a facelift
Sweaty and perverse as prayer to god
 
Woman who carries a child
Is raped with her looks
From that you get the base for morale
Tells the truth and speaks shit
 
Fist is strong and violence is work, blood escapes.
Fist is strong and violence is work, blood escapes.
In father's hand is dicipline, the leather belt
Where the blood escapes there the hammer hits.
 
Hydraulic propaganda satisfies the children
Silicone feeds the new folk leader
Depraved body is turned into plastic
Moist and elastic as prayer to god
 
Fist is strong and violence is work,
where the blood escapes there the hammer hits
In father's hand is dicipline, the leather belt
Where the blood escapes there the hammer hits
 
You demand more
And principles drown into hatred.
Today the sun rose clear into morning
And set bloody in the evening.
 
You demand more
And principles drown into hatred.
Today the sun rose clear into morning
And set bloody in the evening.
 

Grieving Fire

You wanted to give everything
You wanted to do everything
Everything you have got and everything you have taken.
 
Can a necrosed1 heart be saved?
If you have a lot of faith?
Or is there still room for a knife?
 
The black cloak of the clouds
Falls to your face as a mourning veil
Every day a bigger pain than ever before
Your heart is packed in shards of glass
 
As the Grim Reaper2 is playing the last slow
it is time for life to travel to the maw of Hades
Thousands of angry souls
pour down the rain of tears
Covers the grave of suffering like the morning dew
 
The black cloak of the clouds
Falls to your face as a mourning veil
Every day a bigger pain than ever before
Your heart is packed in shards of glass
 
Grief has a twisted face
poisoned by the acid rain
Faith doesn't save us from the wave of destruction
or stop the scythe from swinging
 
Invasion spreads like a plague
delicate white sister gets her crotch burned by piss
Thousands of angry souls
pour down the rain of tears
Covers the grave of suffering like the morning dew
 
The black cloak of the clouds
Falls to your face as a mourning veil
Every day a bigger pain than ever before
Your heart is packed in shards of glass
 
You wanted to give everything
You wanted to do everything
Anger like a fire sets aflame
gets covered in the color of blood
You know the devil lives wherever you live.
 

• 1. Kuolio means gangrene or necrosis. Kuolioitua meaning turning into a gangrene
• 2. Literally means death

Little Devils

Face against a tile wall
The room echoes with spite
Little devils peeking out from their hiding
The pills are too far away
As an idiot I tremble in disappointment
Fucking hell this day won't be any good either
 
Let's swallow a kilo of shit
That will give the kick to last the day
A vein is bursting out of my head
The pistons are slamming hot inside the machine
Caviar is moving and wolves are barking
 
Cusses in the air like war machine squadrons
Checking on the room's corner with contracts as a kindling
Tight is the last word which is closed with the door
Democratic equality is unlikely to happen in this story
 
Chests mauled open
One digs a grave for the other
Fear grows til the end
A rotting load in a zinc casket
 
Do you feel the band tightening?
 
Band tightens!
 
Glowing red scleras won't foretell anything good for tomorrow
When it hardly will come
The organs are evacuating themselves
 
From dyskinesia to involuntary treatment, from psychosis to consultation
From terminal treatment to urticaria, same fucking reason
 
Cusses in the air like war machine squadrons
Checking on the room's corner with contracts as a kindling
 
Chests mauled open
One digs a grave for the other
Fear grows til the end
A rotting load in a zinc casket
 
Do you feel the band tightening?
 
Band tightens!
 
Tight is the last word which is closed with the door
Democratic equality is unlikely to happen in this story
 
Tight is the last word which is opened with the door
Democratic equality is unlikely to happen in this story
 
Chests mauled open
One digs a grave for the other
Fear grows til the end
A rotting load in a zinc casket
 
Chests mauled open
One digs a grave for the other
Fear grows til the end
A rotting load in a zinc casket
 
If there's something you think needs to be corrected about my translations, feel free to message me.

Embryo

Outside the moonlight
Virgin's guts out
Whore at the intersection
Cut the umbilical cord
 
Outside the moonlight
Virgin's guts out
Spore in the womb
The horn headed embryo
 
You'll be inseminated, plowed
And then reaped
The clock closes towards zero-zero-seven
Blood escapes the human
 
A blade dances on your artery
Lament silenced by vacuum
If you really want to get out of here
Be my quest and die today
Priests are allowed to rape boys
A bit closer to god
In strong hate
In human flesh
Spore in the womb
The horn headed embryo
 
Falling stars
Draw a pentagram up in the sky
Torches are lit
It's time to move mountains
 
Deep in the womb
A missing soul
The embryo sharpens its horns
The prostitute cursed and conjured
A duty-free lay and Satan
 
A blade dances on your artery
Lament silenced by vacuum
If you really want to get out of here
Be my quest and die today
Priests are allowed to rape boys
A bit closer to god
In strong hate
In human flesh
Spore in the womb
The horn headed embryo
 
The heart is afraid of it
You are afraid that
The mutual path
of you and horn head ends
 
A blade dances on your artery
Lament silenced by vacuum
If you really want to get out of here
Be my quest and die today
Priests are allowed to rape boys
A bit closer to god
In strong hate
In human flesh
Spore in the womb
The horn headed embryo
 
Outside the moonlight
Virgin's guts out
Whore at the intersection
Cut the umbilical cord
 
Outside the moonlight
Virgin's guts out
Spore in the womb
The horn headed embryo
 
Outside the moonlight
Virgin's guts out
Whore at the intersection
Cut the umbilical cord
 
Outside the moonlight
Virgin's guts out
Spore in the womb
The horn headed embryo