The Drudenhaus Anthem-Anorexia Nervosa

[Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / October 1999] I reach the quintessence of all that is I was, I am and I shall be again Burn and torture me for I am the witch The Antechrist you've feared for years and years Burn me and burn us there's no time to waste Burn, burn before you understand For crime so pure and restless tragedies I transgress your world into the house of dawn For redemption and immortality A sacred sin for divine perfection Drudenhaus ! O Roy des cieux et Seigneur des Seigneurs O ange des anges, toi que craignent tous les hommes en silence Je suis l'ineffable et ton bras vengeur L'unique salut de ce monde profane et sans grace I pray for all and whole non-salvation And all the phantoms on earth follow me I search for some old forgotten treasures And the girl made of gold is forever above me Down into the house of dawn I rest Between these walls of huge flesh I lay Dawn of Miracle - Drudenhaus ! Where life sets and burns until the fall Through the sacred semence of the Lord - my soul I caress the total universe Even so vast mortal skies and oceans cannot Fill the house of presence and goldlust storms There grows the shadow of all my passions There all is silence and will of seduction Mourir de notre main ou de la votre Mourir et enfin vivre d'absolu Et vous serez fiers de nous avoir juge Mais nous seuls nous etions condamnes I touch the quintessence of all that is I was, I am and I shall be again F**k and slaughter me for I am the witch The mystic force you've cursed for years and years Burn me and burn us there's no time to waste Burn, burn before it's too late 3. God Bless The Hustler [Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / October 1999] Shining upon their chests The silver seal The blood-red penitents Towards our land From my window I can guess The flames of their so-called heaven By now, I should run away Leave the house, the church, the grave And I won't do that I open my eyes - cannot move Their hell after tracks me down Has finally put his hand in mine Torture me if you want I have learnt to suffer And in my grave Rained many a tear, oh blessed majesties Once more saved - nevermore Mare tenebrarum - the red penitents My fate divine - their worst obssession Burn in hell you cunt ! Their eyes are burning more than their crosses