Sunken - Foragt - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Sunken - Foragt




Foragt
Contempt
Jeg skriger i afmagt over selve din esksistens
I scream in contempt of your very existence
Denne verden du har skabt for mig, er ren, usødet smerte
This world you created for me is pure, unadulterated agony
Jeg væmmes i forbitrelse over alt du har forvoldt
I writhe in defiance of all you have inflicted
Et liv i underdanighed og mindreværd
A life of servitude and inferiority
Jeg afskyr din kvalmende defaitisme
I despise your sickening defeatism
Some har affødt denne apati
You have birthed this apathy
Min eneste genkendelige tanke er misantropi
My only recognizable thought is misanthropy
Et had som brænder med utænkelig kraft
A hatred that burns with unimaginable intensity
Lad mishagets flammer opsluge dit væsen,
Let the flames of loathing consume your being,
Lad intet forhindre min hævnagt
Let nothing thwart my vengeance
Som tusind skalpeller dissekerer løgne
As a thousand scalpels dissect the falsehoods
Og blotter et indre af råd
And expose an interior of decay
Selvhad dybets mørke
Self-loathing the abyss's darkness
Sjælefred en drøm gemt bag dis og tåge
Tranquility a dream lost in mist and fog
Selvhad mishagets flamme
Self-loathing the flame of spite
Sjælefred livets ophør
Tranquility the cessation of life
En gru, en brat opvågning
A horror, an abrupt awakening
Fra foragtens blindende slør
From contempt's blinding veil
I refleksionen, en sandhed
In reflection, a truth
Om fjendtlighed som aldrig dør
Of animosity that never dies
Fanget i frygtsomhedens gab
Trapped within the maw of timidity
Undertrykt realitet og illusion
Reality and illusion oppressed
Lad nu sløret falde
Now let the veil fall
Leden flyder i dryppende blod
Vileness flows in trickling blood
Selvhad dybets mørke
Self-loathing the abyss's darkness
Sjælefred en drøm gemt bag dis og tåge
Tranquility a dream lost in mist and fog
Selvhad mishagets flamme
Self-loathing the flame of spite
Sjælefred livets ophør
Tranquility the cessation of life
At leve er at lide
To live is to suffer
At overleve er at finde mening i lidelsen
To survive is to find meaning in suffering
I selvhad
In self-loathing
Væk mig fra disse feberdrømme
Wake me from these fever dreams
Med udsigt til frelse og fred
With visions of salvation and peace
Tro og håb er kun slør foran mit selvhad
Belief and hope are but veils before my self-hatred
Min selvforagt
My self-contempt





Writer(s): Jakob Hã˜rning Ridder, Martin Skyum Thomasen, Simon Skotte, Jonas Faghtmann, Kasper Deichmann


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