Lyrics Repined Bastard Nation (Live) - Satyricon
Do
we
need
another
bastard
nation...
Another
force-fed
disgust
Do
we
need
another
bastard
nation...
Aiming
at
us
clinically
Like
an
insect-swarm
Towards
the
shapeless
mouth
Of
a
dead
whore
We
need
the
spirit,
the
voice,
the
angel
of
light
Arising
from
melted
mass
We
need
the
spirit,
the
voice,
the
angel
of
light
Taking
invincible
shape
To
standing
ovation
Repossessing
night
and
her
hand′s
godly
touch
The
unbearable
feeling
of
hitting
that
Dark
wall
is
a
scene
that
must
come
to
an
end
Eartly
decay
in
front
of
our
eyes
Now,
now
it's
killing
for
a
living
No
more
repined
bastard
nation
A
generous
gesture
to
a
people
so
blind
No
more
repined
bastard
nation
Fumbling,
descending,
away
from
the
light
It
takes
a
non-poisoned
creature
To
withstand
a
monster
that
has
grown
and
spawned,
A
darkness,
I
can
not
tolerate
A
darkness
we
must
bury
Do
they
feel,
do
they
absorb
our
pain...
The
search
to
justify
one
truth
Do
they
feel,
do
they
absorb
our
pain...
The
greater
understanding
It
takes
a
non-poisoned
creature
To
defeat
and
destroy
a
monster,
That
has
grown
and
spawned
A
darkness,
a
darkness
we
can
not
tolerate
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