Le soupir du fantôme Lyrics
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Album | Mara(2020) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Technical Death Metal |
Labels | Metal Blade Records |
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8. Le soupir du fantôme (4:32)
Oh Lilith, emperatriz de la carne
Suplico una ultima andiencia en tu abrazo
El priviledio de admirar tu gloria
Y si asi sea, consuma mi ultimo aliento
Imploro el olor y la piel, la sangew y el sudor
El Bano de las masas
Ven a mi, primigenia, calma el apetito
At last...
This night the onirie dance of the flesh takes place
Opening obscene portals lingering at the edge of two worlds
One of abhorred limitations and the other of succulent pleasures just yet to unveil
She weaves her way to me as dream divides reality
Tu entre en moi et j'entre en toi
Prends mon fruit, mong sang est a toi
Le soupir du Fantome
Two thousand long years have passed
But the wound is fresh as new
I cans still hear the laughter of the lamb
The sound of nails entering the flesh
Witness the death of the bastard prophet
Eyes dry as dead rivers, only a pleasing grin
A reminder of treason, a reason to linger
A feast for the sight and such an inviting scent
that opens the appetite of the hungered ones
Her whisper tears me open, devouring the meat to the bone
Strip away all the earthly anguish, I beg you to come
On my knees venerating your flower, a path to eternal rest
Take me to the abyss and watch me fall
Tu entre en moi j'entre en toi
Prends mon fruit, mong sang est a toi
Le soupir fu Fantome
Suplico una ultima andiencia en tu abrazo
El priviledio de admirar tu gloria
Y si asi sea, consuma mi ultimo aliento
Imploro el olor y la piel, la sangew y el sudor
El Bano de las masas
Ven a mi, primigenia, calma el apetito
At last...
This night the onirie dance of the flesh takes place
Opening obscene portals lingering at the edge of two worlds
One of abhorred limitations and the other of succulent pleasures just yet to unveil
She weaves her way to me as dream divides reality
Tu entre en moi et j'entre en toi
Prends mon fruit, mong sang est a toi
Le soupir du Fantome
Two thousand long years have passed
But the wound is fresh as new
I cans still hear the laughter of the lamb
The sound of nails entering the flesh
Witness the death of the bastard prophet
Eyes dry as dead rivers, only a pleasing grin
A reminder of treason, a reason to linger
A feast for the sight and such an inviting scent
that opens the appetite of the hungered ones
Her whisper tears me open, devouring the meat to the bone
Strip away all the earthly anguish, I beg you to come
On my knees venerating your flower, a path to eternal rest
Take me to the abyss and watch me fall
Tu entre en moi j'entre en toi
Prends mon fruit, mong sang est a toi
Le soupir fu Fantome
Mara - Lyrics
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5. Comatose Lyrics | 6. Profeta Paloma Lyrics |
7. Zángano Lyrics | ▶ 8. Le soupir du fantôme Lyrics |
Mara - Album Credits
Members
- Mario Infantes Ávalos : Vocals
- Daniel Þór Hannesson : Guitars
- Kristján Jóhann Júlíusson : Guitars
- Samúel Örn Böðvarsson : Bass
- Kjartan Harðarson : Drums
Other staff
- Kristján Jóhann Júlíusson : Recording Engineer
- Dave Otero : Mixing, Mastering Engineer
- Chris van der Valk : Recording (drums)
- Eliran Kantor : Artwork