Come forth, rich in cruelty,
God's tiger, fine atrocity!
My wallowing in your foretop storm
Remains my deepest urge.
My sore head I wish to bury
In your dresses, so full of your stench
To breathe in, as a flower in agony,
The sweet smell of a rotten love.
I wish to sleep! I value dreams above life.
In a dream that is death's sweetest presage
I shall cover your copper body
In kisses of admiration and desire.
Your bed's depths only
Can drain my moans and sighs.
I shall suckle to drown my harms,
Wolfsbane and hemlock juice
From your nipples, sharp, narcoting,
From the breast that has never
Welcomed heart...
My sore head I wish to bury
In your dresses, so full of your stench
To breathe in, as a flower in agony,
The sweet smell of a rotten love.
I wish to sleep! I value dreams above life.
In a dream that is death's sweetest presage
I shall cover your copper body
In kisses of admiration and desire.
Thy lips' forgetfullnes offering,
which I wish to feast upon.
I shall suckle to drown my harms,
Wolfsbane and hemlock juice
From your nipples, sharp, narcoting,
From the breast that has never
Welcomed heart...
credits
from Hybrid Creation,
released November 30, 2012
Music: Andrzej Komarek
Lyric: Paweł Kucypera
Bass - Vrath
Drums - Marcin Tatar
Guitars - Andrzej Komarek
Keyboards - Piotr Rokosz
Special Sound Effects - Paweł Kucypera
Vocal - Przemysław Kajnat
Wow. I had this in my wishlist for a while and just purchased. I did not realize the gravity of what this was until I started listening through it. This is genius. So heavy but beautiful. A mental, emotional, and spiritual experience. wespaul2000