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SATANS PENGUINS LYRICS
"Bloodlust of the warpenguins" (2006 Demo)
1. Chapter I
2. Chapter II
3. Chapter III
4. Chapter IV
1. Chapter I
Jo. Dark and grim majestic penguins, riding the cold winds of evil. They come with powers from the icy caves of hell. They’re unleashing the malignant energies of the arctic abyss. Frightening, ghostlike appearances at night, carrying satanic symbols of malevolence and might. Possessed by such fury. Their wings are stained with blood. Blood from thousands of believers of the Christian god. Ill minded, determined, all goodness must die. In the name of lord Stan, they bleed them all dry. In triumph, in scorn, increasing death rates. The rivers of blood are now in spate.
2. Chapter II
A thick dark mist unfolds over the sea, as we rise from the depths of hell. Impending torture, horror and butchery now strikes the place where you dwell. The entire kingship of fish, we shall repeal. We’re the servants of Satan, with plumage of steel. Swimming the black sea. Relentless death by evil penguin legions. Eternally we shall rule these black regions.
3. Chapter III
In opaque waters, a pain you thought could not be real. We’re the servants of darkness, with plumage of steel. Haunting the black sea. Great penguin, king of fire and ice. I speak thy name, pick out my eyes. Lord Satan, bird of death and darkness, unlock the gates to eternal coldness. Visions of black grimness before me arise. Behold the gigantic penguin; it’s the devil in disguise. Ja! Emperor of evil! Great penguin, ruler of life and death. I speak thy name, take my stinking breath. Lord Satan, bird of black mystery. Unlock the hidden gates to eternal blasphemy.
4. Chapter IV
SWEDISH ORIGINAL:
Onda pingviner i ohelig dans, druckna på blod och försatta i trans. Svart ritual genom natten lång, vi danser och sjunger en gammal sång. En sång om tiden som en gång var, då Lucifers måne sken lysande klar. Spred sitt onda, förföriska ljus, och ledde vår väg i nattligt rus. Från stränderna vid dödens flod sprider sig sången och orden. Ner genom marken till mästaren vår, som bor i underjorden. Ett korståg av sällan skådat slag, aldrig igen ska det gry en dag. Allt heligt skall med blod bestänkas, Jehova och hans lamm ska dränkas! Vår härskare Satan, vår herre och vår gud. I ditt gränslösa våld vi är ondskans sändebud. Från stränderna vid dödens flod hörs vår sång om de välsignades fall. Vår sång om Lucifers måne, som nu åter lyser isande kall.
ENGLISH TRANSLATION:
Evil penguins in unholy dance, drunk from blood and put in trance. Black ritual through all night, we dance and sing an old song. A song about the time that once was, when Lucifer’s moon shone bright and clear. Spread its seducing light, and led our way in nightly intoxication. From the beaches at the flood of death spread the song and the words. Down through the ground to our master, who lives in the underground. A crusade of rarely seen kind, never again shall a day dawn. All holy shall with blood be splashed. Jehovah and his lambs shall be drowned! Our emperor Satan, our lord and our god. In your boundless violence we are messengers of evil. From the beaches of the flood of death our song about the blessed ones’ fall is heard. Our song about Lucifer’s moon, which now again shines icing cold.
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