Lyrics & translations of Nefarium

The end...
You will go through the echo of the eternal abyss
Which separates one thought from another,
Getting further from
The brief and intuitive path.

Which unites every act to its mental
Origins, so that you will find yourselves

In a desert of inert materials

Enclosed in an old black cage suspended
In the middle of a sterile mind,
Far and distorted, thousands, one on top on the other,
We are (slowly) suffering under the weight of our fellow beings.

Wet from the never-ending rain of lies from him,
Whom from time immemorial has pr

The farthest signal and the most
Silent and pleasing message
Are being transformed through the passing
Of every minute,
Between a heartbeat
And a still slow sigh,
Long shadows
Hide themselves behind a solid stillness,
Transporting pain and hate
In heavy backpa

Looking towards the future
So as not to feel the hell of bodies
Under our bodies and fulfilling the body's peace,
Nourishing the purest fear,
For not having any reference,
We will come to drag you to hell,
Nursing you with the song of humble servants (from the terrible de

Wash your hands pilate, they bleed fear
From the altar of the supreme magistrate
A sick old hag growling from the cage
And it will be a verdict with no resentment

And as the thunder breaks the silence without warning
Sharpen your tongue of the blade of supremacy
Wash yo

In the remembrance of a damned angel,
The word of a man without past
Resonates and the pain of that whip which
Gave obedience to the lord
And anger to the slave.
In every laceration,
Between blood and powder,

Lucifer's betrayal, pronounce your words and debone the c

Land of god who takes away
The sins of the world.

We will never bow down,
We will complete your plan and burn it
To erect the flesh

Herod was the rain that cleanses the soon of your lies,
We are the snow that buries the will of a stupid rabbi
We will never bow dow

The light
In a motionless spirit can illuminate
Only itself, creating shadows of loneliness
And making invisible those that promulgate
Plans for earthly life. The ambitious journey
Towards the hostile unknown
Slowly dissolves
Every possible revolution,

While cre

Whisper to us again
Of deserts and appearances
And tell the timorous
Of agony and passing
Servant of servants
Whisper to us again
Of saints and miracles
Old man, sick man,
Vicar without future.

Join your hands in prayer,
Once more
But in silence burn

From Ephesus grave and from the words
Spoken by Gregory the great
Seven were the chosen to oil the feet
Of who was looking for adultery

Demons of magdala, thorn from the crowd
Sleeping observers to serve the sin
Marry magdaleine
Witness of death and resurrection

Armed servant and saint executioner
Which weapon sculpted legens
Man whose repentance will become pitch
In the revelation's wound.
From resignation an order chocked
A thousand babies crying
Roman soldier you4ll drown in
The blood of the Jewish king.

Watch longin

Fuck the priest
Rabbits offal
In the mother's womb
That feeds in one brood
The father and the son
Lamb's blood to mark
The impervious path

Johan the baptist and his tongue
Which was a cavern for locusts
And raise the beast of god

The lamb of god
Be

On tiptoes, with the passing of the old wayfarer,
Whose tongue is damned, choking in the foul salty blood,

To run after the cart which is consumed on coarse
Bifurcated tongues, between squares full of
Animals and dark alleys (without a destination);
Dressed in glass
To

Uproot my faith and
I will kiss your brow, Nazarene
While drops of your sweat will plough deep wrinkles
Strip off my will
And I will repay you with prayers and confessions
But bless the sick focus

In the name of the father
Arise Christ and
From the height of Gol

Be happy in your most intense moments, now,
Because we will have
Deeper moments to give you

Make union your sword,
Since the warm embrace of hope
Will be ice.

Just to break in front of the will of our sons,
Not chosen descendants,
The incontestable rulers of t

Freezing
Breath which slowly obscures
The mirror
In the refuge of the spirit, silent
Wind which dries sweat ? drops
That escaped from ingenuity
And then were hidden by astuteness,
Tear my look which is too near
And too severe today.
The confused images
Bou

As I am
You will obey

But be aware and deprive the soul from
Hesitations and fear
Immersed in the blood of Christ
Feast on his flesh
Uplifted by spirit and faith
Blindfold the rebels and erect gallows
Because the time will come
And you will be what I am