From damp and beating abysses of oblivion I'm born again,
from a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings
and by fraud I will surround you too,
I struggle convulsively
The blood flows and you only want
to see it flowing awaiting for my help
From damp and beating abysses of oblivion I'm born again,
from a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings
Why do you suffocate me?
You hiss me in vain
When you have invoked me
I will be your salvation
And your damnation,
as if I were your god!
Why you suffocate me?
You hiss me in vain,
when you have invoked me
And the shouts of fame
Will be heartrending barkings,
I will lacerate his heart
But you will savour the pleasure;
always asking more and more
Every new dawn
will be the delirious agony of mind
You called me from the deepest abyss of soul
Unware of how hugely beautiful and ravenous I was
My freedom will be its detention
And finally will be able to
see it be in its death agony
Its blood so warm
You have never belived it
Why do you suffocate me?
You hiss me in vain
when you have invoked me
I will be your salvation
And your damnation,
as if I where your god!
And here is the last rite
With which you will savour the nektar of life!
From a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings
And by fraud I will surround you too
I struggle convulsively
The blood flows and you only want
to see it flowing awaiting for my help
From damp and beating abysses of oblivion I'm born again,
from a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings
I will fall again into the eternal sleep untill a new call
And by the following twilight
more filthy and powerful,
I will rise from the death,
devouring human certainties
of life and death