NordsciltimIn The Filth Where All Cull P — текст песни (Korova)

Within elysian kingdoms
I lived in plenitude,
Holding father`s boundless wisdom,
Basking in mother`s sweetest love.
But just the lachrymal gate
Led to mephitic ground,
And only sins could form a key
To explore the other side.
Languish one life for your impious deeds,
In the filth where all cull perambulates pain!
Decarnalized my soul flows through the portal`s haze.
My mind is erased as my inner core devides.
The spirit sea to amniotic fluid turns.
Squalling with dread into my prison I am born.
Below the heavens, amidst the whores
Weird convicts gather to hail their newborn son.
Where yester sinners hybridized with apes
Herdes were begotten to serve the wolves.
Nordsciltim - Noble scutcheon forged in solemn pride.
My words are my hammer, which I throw when I bleed
On gutted husks whose dreams are gone.
With meaning substitutes they`re filled,
But my Nordsciltim won`t leave for wine and lust.
They purloined my youth
To smother the fortune I`ve kept.
No lament, just sullen grimness
Follows this tragic bereavement.
One day I`ll stand on the peak
And gaze into the emptiness,
When adorers creep to praise
The somber children they had battered.
(Lyrics & Music written in November 1993)