paroles de chanson No Soldier (Cloak of Shit) - Rozz Williams

He had changed his teeth, lips off, spat on the floor
Arranged features--a bored mask
Strands of hair waving--
Massive doors always open
Knee-deepin iris and blood red;
The fold of his eyes

He awoke last night crying out (God save us!),
Knowing his life was in danger
Wild-eyes, his face filled with frenzy
"What will it be like to be dead?"
Fugitive tremors run through his limbs
Bloated face in mouth-piece;
Torso shrank twisting

He drew a breath; voiced a thought (God's betrayed us!)
Low as a sea urchin
A near empty terminal
Voices oddly disjointed invoke the unknown men
Un grattacielo tenuto su alla base
Da una corona di baionette!
Back to endless pacings,
A little cry of pain (God has buried us!)

Help himin carrying his load,
It is sharp pain
Condemned to dwell within his mind forever
Love of a crown not so sharp,
Body hanging, bent in curses, invocations
Putrefaction gave birth to swarms,
Milk and honey
This and this alone will give them wisdom

The word "God" roasted (Dog forsake us!)
Evil smelling fuel
Persons accused by these fumbling, metal claws
Bellies ripped open,
Escape this load of chains!

Faces turned towards desire
Stretching and straining
Giving up the ghost

I am no soldier of Jesus Christ
Cloak of shit and horror
Blood does flow,
Milk and breasts devoured by wild dogs
(I am no soldier of Jesus Christ)

The body will rot away

All things are ruled, violated
Wanton eyes shall be impaled, eaten together with barley
Naked in lustful shame
(Cloak of shit and horror)

Down, bound, praying ferverently
Glorified with many crowns
Nailed, torn imprisoned--affliction/addiction
Pray... if you must!