Cradle Of Filth — Presents From The Poison-Hearted tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Presents From The Poison-Hearted", wykonawca: Cradle Of Filth.
Tekst piosenki
Reigning at the feast of Phantasia
Heightened pleasures were endeavoured to bow
Before My coronation and vocal aspirations
To rule this fool creation fallen 'neath me now
I knew deep eyes
Of a distant Christ
Were scarred from afar under starry lustre
Sighting my recitals on the rites of vice
Perverting Virtue
Enslaving grace
Behind the glittering mask of pride
Saving face finding thorns to pierce His side
Desire, the fire
Spread hell throughout my soul
And higher the wire
The more I sought control
Straining from the leash in exultation
Head to the wind to breathe with ravenous lungs
The global scent of fornication
A writhe of many vipers deciphering tongues
I whispered schemes to dreamers then
To pursue an Eden
That screamed of me supreme again
As my world bloomed
So too the moon
Through Adam to Seth, Enos, Cainan
Mahalaleel and Jared blew
Perverting virtue
Enslaving grace
Behind the slippery guise of lies
Saving face making waves to drown their faith
Messiahs, Pariahs
Aeons reversed the two
This higher, their spires
The more cursed grew their roots
And suffering…
I swept cruel seas
On the galley of the shadow of death
A fist in the cunt of the spread horizon
A kiss for the sun risen red once dines on The coast of Menses
Discharged from celestial wombs
A first degree murder of ravens
Followed in fugue through the crack of doom
The Goat of Mendes
I set regime
In the galley of the shadow of death…
Angels in raiments
As pure as coal
Taking their payments
In tortured mortal souls
A bold direction
The abyss edge
But on cold reflection
One they warmed to nonetheless
As they preyed the paths of the righteous
Through the myth of thistled orchard floors
Bearing gifts of plenitude, for
The apples of the Lord were rotten to the core
Temptation, my ambassador
Attila, Hesiod, Pharisees and Nero
All begged of Me for more
Down dark steps of history
I waged war with a heaven
I could not see…
Beyond my wildest fantasies
Throwing sixes over deadly sin
I traded whose who played to win
Skin for precious kin…
And that that wormed within
Staining the reams of revelation
Etching ever-afters in accursed verse
The limpid rags of resurrection
From papal parapets were to dirt dispersed
Desire, the flyers
Spread hell throughout their souls
And higher the fire
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Reigning at the feast of Phantasia
/ Align = "left" /
Przed koronacją i wokalnymi aspiracjami
To rule this fool creation fallen ' neath me now
"I knew deep eyes"
Of a distant Christ
/ Zostały bliznami z daleka / pod gwiaździstym blaskiem
/ Align = "left" /
Perwersyjna Cnota
Enslaving grace
Behind the glittering mask of pride
Ratując twarz znajdując ciernie, by przebić jego bok
Desire, The fire
Rozpościeraj piekło w mojej duszy
And higher the wire
Im bardziej Szukałem kontroli
Straining from the leash in exultation
"Head to the wind to breathe with ravenous lungs"
Globalny zapach cudzołóstwa
Wir wielu żmij rozszyfrowujących języki
Wyszeptałem wtedy marzycielom plany.
To pursuit an Eden
That screamed of me supreme again
As my world bloomed
Tak samo księżyc
Przez Adama do Setha, Enosa, Cainana
Mahalaleel i Jared
Perwersyjna cnota
Enslaving grace
Za śliską przykrywką kłamstw
Ratowanie twarzy robi fale, by utopić ich wiarę.
Mesjahs, Pariahs
/ Align = "left" /
Te wyższe, ich iglice
Im bardziej przeklęci wyrosły im korzenie
I cierpienie…
I swept cruel seas
On the galley of The shadow of death
A fist in the cunt of the spread horizon
A kiss for The sun risen red once dines on The coast of Menses
/ Align = "left" /
Morderstwo kruków pierwszego stopnia
Followed in fugue through the crack of doom
Koza Mendesa
I set regime
In the galley of The shadow of death…
Angels in raiments
Czysta jak węgiel.
Przyjmowanie płatności
/ Align = "left" /
Śmiały kierunek
The abyss edge
But on cold reflection
/ Align = "left" /
/ Jak żerowali na ścieżkach Sprawiedliwych
Through the myth of thistled orchard floors
Niosąc dary pełności, dla
Jabłka Pana zgniły do szpiku kości.
Pokusa, mój ambasadorze.
Attyla, Hezjod, Faryzeusz i Neron
/ Align = "left" /
Down dark steps of history
Toczyłem wojnę z niebem
Nie widziałem.…
Beyond my wildest fantasies
Rzucanie szóstek przez grzech śmiertelny
Wymieniłem, kto grał, by wygrać.
Skin for precious kin…
And that wormed within
/ Align = "left" /
/ Align = "left" / Linear
The limpid rags of resurrection
Od parapetów papieskich miały się rozsypywać brudy
Desire, The flyers
Rozpętać piekło wśród ich dusz
And higher the fire