Mort-Luisant - Seth

Hiding in the shade like wolves

Tightly clenched jaws lying in wait for carnage

Eyes gleaming with hatred, insanity rising

And that feeling of revenge electrifying down my spine

Stillborn voices saturating my ears

Disturbing is their stench, their presence

How to contain this rage when willing to fight?

Burrying their bodies their minds into the mire

That thing’s growing and growing penetrating my brain

J’ai l’essence du mal, bouillant dans les veines

Laissant la bête pénétrer mon cerveau

Un goût de sang imprégnant mon haleine

Je deviens l’animal qui sera le fléau

Alors la lame embrasse mes flancs

Que la douleur devienne rituelle !

Je me découpe, je me transperce, je sers les dents

Ma haine prend tout son sens, je lacère de plus bel

Nous avons l’essence du mal, bouillant dans nos veines

L’esprit de la meute nous amène à la chasse traque

Une douleur rituelle, le goût du sang dans notre haleine

Les crocs serrés par la rage la Meute est notre pacte

Hiding in the shade like wolves

Tightly clenched jaws lying in wait for carnage

And that feeling of revenge electrifying down my spine

How to contain this rage when willing to fight?

Burrying their bodies their minds into the mire

Prends le feu que je vois dans tes yeux

À quel point ils sont mort-luisants de haine!

Allume l’essence du mal, nous chasserons à deux

Nous sommes les loups, la rage et nous immolons l'Éden

Hiding in the shade like wolves

Tightly clenched jaws lying in wait for carnage

Eyes gleaming with hatred, insanity rising

And that feeling of revenge electrifying down my spine

Stillborn voices saturating my ears

Disturbing is their stench, their presence

How to contain this rage when willing to fight?

Burrying their bodies their minds into the mire

That thing's growing and growing penetrating my brain

I got the essence of evil boiling in my veins

Letting the beast enter my brain

A taste of blood permeating my breath

I become the animal that will be the plague

So the blade kisses my sides

Let the pain become ritual!

I cut myself, I pierce myself, I grit my teeth

My hate takes on its full meaning, I lacerate even more

We have the essence of evil, boiling in our veins

The spirit of the pack leads us to the hunt stalk

A ritual pain, the taste of blood on our breath

Fangs clenched in rage the Pack is our pact

Hiding in the shade like wolves

Tightly clenched jaws lying in wait for carnage

And that feeling of revenge electrifying down my spine

How to contain this rage when willing to fight?

Burrying their bodies their minds into the mire

Take the fire I see in your eyes

How glistening with hate they are!

Light the essence of evil, we'll hunt together

We are the wolves, the rage and we immolate Eden