All That May Bleed - Watain

Come forth!

Come hither!

All that may die!

All that may bleed!

All that is able to writhe in the punishment of a God

Woman and child, man and swine

Warriors and slaves alike

For alike shall you add to the cup

And equally shall I spew thee out like worms

Into the kingdom of the living god!

Now hear me, son of man;

I too have shed tears for thy suffering

Yet tears of pity, they were not!

They were tears of joy!

So hear me, defeated one;

I too have drunk the blood of Christ

So sweet upon my lips…

Gushing from the open wounds of man

Of beast, of woman, of God

Of all that lives and may bleed

«Why dost thou loiter?»

Many that have debts to pay

Shiver, you thy back in line

Like rats in a maze

Rats who may suffer

Yes!

Rats who may bleed

Into hells hungry mouth

Red and full of spice

Like the rain to cleanse your paradise

The salt of Satan in the wounds of Christ

Come!

Let me wash thee

From the stench of skin let me rid thee

Yes my hand is pale

But the heart, my love, is dark as night!

Saints and sinners, white as black

In guilt revel ye all alike

And all alike shall ye bleed — All who may!

All that may die on that glorious day!

Now harken!

This song of wounds

It’s sung for the sake of your suffering

Yet one of pity it is not, I sing of joy!

Yes hear me, defeated one

I too have tasted the piss of God

But I spat it back straight into the cunting wounds

Of man, of beast, of woman, of God

OF ALL THAT LIVES AND MAY BLEED