The cattle ate the shepherd
And starved to death smiling
They couldn't find pasture
You loved your neighbor,
And ate your own mother
Loser in your own battle
Lord in your own chains
You look at the sun and freeze to death
Hook to blood in golden cages
Suffocated in chaste fell song
You kiss the hand of murder
Your own brother
Are you sure,
I will never turn my back on you
Are you sure,
I will always mock you
Think carefully
What you have created
When you lie there dying
Hear, out there the chorus
Laughter is our light
Think about what
What awaits you,
You miserable fool!
We laughed then Ormgard fire
[English translation:]
[THE HIVE II ( STRANGLED BY PURITY)]
The herd ate it's shepherd
And starved to death, smiling
They didn't reach the meadows
You loved your neighbor
And ate your own mother
Losing your own war
Slave in your own chains
You look to the sun
And freeze to death
Torn apart in golden cages
Strangled by purity
Kissing the hand that killed your own brother
Be sure of this
I'll never turn my back to you
Be sure of this
I'll always mock you
Consider what you've created
When you're waiting for death
Listen, out there
Where our laughter is resounding
Think of what's waiting for you
You miserable fool!
We laughed as the hive burned

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