Текст песни Arcana Hereticae (Behemoth) с переводом

What fool you are!

From zenith to nadir

Through externalized purity

Dexterity

Sealed ye gates ov your own paradise

Skakti, Kali Ma, Durga Ma Thou art pure in thy sinistry

For those who cannot see

The Unconditioned One!

Creatix, Matrix, Devourer!

Thee who spits out sun

from thy mouth

in endless momentum —

Kamala’s menstruum

on road to immortality

We go against current

to the womb ov Kali

through the mouth ov Bhairavi

to the final dawn on Chaos

How come we’re still alive?

in these kingdoms of filth

when heaven’s so abstract

and hell is so real…

In my church of disbelief

it can’t get no better

When days turn from black to grey

in church ov indifference

so innocent in their guilt

perfect in their imperfection

let my children play

In my church ov liberation

when doubts and fears wither away

I stand alone vs. the world

in the church ov man

where god is trapped in human flesh

I never pray

in church ov pain

I spoil none but myself

yet my monologue’s unheard

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