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- Album Monotheist (2006) Paroles - Lyrics
Celtic Frost
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I am you.
Stillborn.
Into this state of being
numb.
I am the temple and the
sacrifice.
The shrine, entombed within
lies all I am.
And you, the womb from whence
I came.
I am you.
If I am you, no life is
sacred in my hands.
If I am you, no love will
prosper in this world.
If I am you, I am the faith
to end all faith.
If I am you, you shall not
live to save yourselves.
I bring no God, no after
world.
I am no more than a lie.
I love your life not for
you.
I am a throne made from
dust.
Celtic Frost - Ground
I am hatred, seeping blood.
The rain, the flood, the
grief.
I am rage becoming flesh.
A dismal, ravaged life.
This is pain, a wall of
tears.
And my tears are my truest
friends.
This, my heart, a dying
sun.
A flower fading to black.
Oh God, why have you forsaken
me?
In this darkness, called
my mind.
The waste you left for me.
I'm your shit, your verbal
smut.
Your twisted world recapped.
This is you, your lifeless
soul.
Your sick and fucked-up
lies.
In my world your love is
death.
Your disease, your skin
that burns.
Oh God, why have you forsaken
me?
You tied my limbs and buried
me alive.
And piled this frozen mud.
You watched me die with
lustrous eyes.
As all your words grew stale.
You mocked my care and stained
my mind.
You yearned for me to fail.
Celtic Frost - Dying God
Coming into Human Flesh
All is cold and frozen.
Frozen the sea, frozen the
sky.
Frozen is death, but I cannot
die.
Cannot die.
As the falls.
To cover this all.
And all is cold.
And cold is all.
All is cold and cold is
all.
Cold.
Frozen.
Frozen is heaven and frozen
is hell.
And I am dying in this living
human shell.
I am a dying God, coming
into human flesh.
I am a dying God.
Frozen my heart.
Frozen my soul.
Frozen my love.
I am a dying God, coming
into human flesh.
Celtic Frost - Drown in
Ashes
I drown in ashes you've enshrined.
Of blissful days long gone
by.
Concealed behind my dying
eyes.
This hell of anger and weary
lies.
A frame of mind, a dismal
soul.
My final womb, this flesh
turned cold.
You held me down and let
me bleed.
My love, it died, along
with me.
A world of scars and caresses
pale.
And thoughts as chaste as
pristine dew.
And flowers placed across
your face.
I trace the life I've lost
with you.
This bleakest pit that you've
unveiled.
I hate to love as it is
pain.
My hands are cut but still
I sail.
An ocean of sadness in the
rain.
My flesh, my blood.
My wound, my cry.
My broken back, my all now
dies.
My soul, my tomb.
My pain, my joy.
My darkest mind, my love
destroyed.
Celtic Frost - Os Abysmi
Vel Daath
A pallid sun sheds dimmest glow.
On mute and pallid soil.
I am the one, a life long
gone.
A refuge raped in search
of life.
Like a shadow on this earth.
In embraces pale as human
flesh.
I am unborn, and I'm undone.
How much of me is lost.
I deny my own desire.
Lying one among the liars.
I deny my own desire.
Dark in darkness I can see.
Nothingness is blinding
me.
Os abysmi.
I'm drowning in this sea.
For those I loved I hurt.
So you taketh from me.
My name untold and numb.
Where I am there is no thing.
No God, no me, no inbetween.
Celtic Frost - Obscured
Somewhere inside.
It's still obscured.
Darkness reflects.
Stronger than fear.
I seize control to inhale
this final day.
I shut my mind but I'm falling
anyway.
No.
And I think that I'm all
alone.
I can feel the rain pull
me down again.
No.
And I know that I have no
home.
I can feel the pain take
a hold again.
Tied to the ground.
In mounting shade.
My soul is bound.
And so it fades.
And I know that I won't
escape.
My remaining faith is draped.
Like my hurt and my fleeting
grace.
In this numbing empty space.
Celtic Frost - Domain
Of Decay
Within these darkest walls.
As I write these lines.
In this domain of decay.
Words fall on the soil beneath.
Enfold, embrace, besiege,
swathe.
My domain.
Within these darkest walls.
How can I be human?
They say they are blind.
Smearing ashes across glass.
In this forest of harbored
thoughts.
There's demons in my mind.
And I entrust myself to
the lure.
Of leaving this existence
behind.
Celtic Frost - Ain Elohim
Lay thy hand on the neck
of thine enemies.
Devour their flesh with
thy sword.
Bring down the slain from
among thine adversaries.
They shall fall to rise
no more.
Tetragrammaton.
Thy wrath inflame my passion.
Tetragrammaton.
Against all sinful flesh.
Let thy wrath consume all
of thine enemies.
Scourge them with flames
of fire.
Lay thy feet on the pile
of those slain by thy mysteries.
We shall be cleansed by
their blood.
Thus said the Lord: I am
Sabaoth.
Feel my holy wrath.
I am glorified.
I cannot be denied.
I am he who is.
Punishment for wickedness.
I am the one you dread.
You are as good as dead.
There is no God but the
one that dies with me.
I have no life but the one
I take with me to the grave.
We come into this world
alone.
And we will die on our own.
I live.
I die.
Ain Elohim.
Celtic Frost - Triptych:
Totengott
I have never heard his voice
nor have I ever seen his form.
Yet still he casts his dark
shadow on the light of my being.
Death -- Negation of being.
Wraith of inner sanctum.
Apparition of my amorphousness.
Solemnity of my disembodiment.
Death -- Decay.
Creator of corpses.
Principle of annihilation.
Secret of negativity.
Unspeakable silence.
Despairing monologue.
Celtic Frost - Triptych:
Synagoga Satanae
Internalized conflict externalized
as war.
Hymning thy rebellion Lucifer
morning star.
Bringer of light, forever
shrouded by night.
I am hell, a sulphurous
lake of fire and suffering.
My blackened heart is a
writhing mass of poisonous snakes.
Grotesquely slithering as
I slowly shed my dying skin.
In darkness.
Thou shalt come unto me.
In darkness.
Thou shalt worship me.
In darkness.
Thou art mine eternally.
Thy curse.
All of my lies.
Be blessed.
Lord of the flies.
Scapegoat.
Shunned and despised.
My church is my sacrifice.
Follow after me into the
halls of my damnation.
I wield death like a scythe,
reaping my annihilation.
A monarch enthroned upon
my throne of guilt.
I am hell, a barren shrine
to decay and neglect.
Uninhabitable, the darkened
depths of cold empty space.
My necropolis, the catacombs
and tombs of disease.
Monumental, the fallen temple
of dead deities.
My necrolog, an eternal
curse lost in the abyss.
Et vidi de mare bestiam ascendentem.
Habentem capita septem et
cornua decem.
Et super cornua eius decem
diademata et super capita eius nomina blasphemiae.
Rise.
Synagoga Satanae.
Lies.
Lucifuge Rofocale.
Absoluter Höllenzwang.
Mein infernaler Opfergang.
Ein auferstanden Ungetier.
Festgenagelt tief in mir.
Ich allein bin mein.
Ein nichts.
Verdorben mein Name.
Mein Leid mein Reich.
Mein Wille mein Fluch.
Über mich und außer
mir.
Täglich hungert mein
Leib.
Und dürstet meine Seele
aufs Neue.
Ich trage die Schuld.
Wie ich ertrage die Beschuldigungen.
Ich bin in Versuchung.
Und kenne keine Erlösung.
Denn mein ist das Leid.
Die Wut.
Und das Streben.
Bis zum Tod.
Amen.
Bow down before thy lord
below.
I shall rise.
I shall rule in blasphemy.
And in the end when thou
art mine thou will be like me.
In saecula saeclorum.
In stagnum ignis et sulphuris.
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