Chant for Harvest Lyrics

The almighty, omnipotent, seizured with fear, with hands upraised
Leaving the ruins, in the midst of dead, bare dead bodies piled around

We will bow our heads in crimson pools!
We will find tranquility in our hearts!
We will slowly move shining blissfully!
We will behold smiles of passed!

And in red mirrors horror is raging
Lovers are dead and houses are empty

On the scaffold, passed upon mandrakes,
Wounded, mortified - trifle after all
Howbeit we will keep our hands clean,
Everything falls, milieu becoming extinct

Lovers are dead and houses are empty
Lovers are dead and houses are empty

And in red mirrors horror is raging,
Lovers are dead and houses are empty
Howbeit we will keep our hands clean,
We will behold, only behold

Proclaim, swear, confess and sing quietly like Neron sang once

We will sing fire and raging furnace purity
Strength of fabulous athletes and canaille agility
Heroes alamort and torches luminary
Whose halos as wreaths are set upon us!

We will sing spring!
The abundance of death healing our eyes!
Dawn foreboding!
Primordial breath, blissful youthfulness!

We don't need any lies, widows chimeras
Neither yoke honors nor cannon chime
No past, and in beams of new dawns
We won't hear Memnon's sigh!

Deceased will stink with redolence
For survived - death on the outside
Bodies in blaze of the sun, earthly covet
For gorgeous beauty and corpulent grains

Plague will purify terra from shame, live in sorrowless virtue
And the sea and lakes bathe sanguine vestiges