Tenebre Rosso Sangue

Eyes deceived? Taken aback?
Did you hope to see a welcome mat?
Isn't it you who seeks this golden path?
Curiosity has killed the cat?
The crescendo nears, the odds are stacked
So renounce your fear, abandon tact
For until we reach the final act
Follow me through streets of crimson black

Prayers go unheard, without a word
Forever burdened by the dark eternal night
By the turbulent and hyperviolent
Symphony ignited
A cacophony united by the embers set alight
An ephemeral asylum from the
Silence in the blood red darkness
Man's catharsis

Marciate e sfidate la tempesta, guidati
Dai nostri cuori e ossa e fili allacciandosi
All'osteria ancora avvicinandosi
Al trono più brullo dei morti frantumati
Udite l'ode tenebra alle anime sviate
Vedete le spade-messe sopra le loro teste
Ogni pedone e re
Chinarsi la testa deve
Che scherzo, credi?

March and brave the tempest, led
By our hearts and bones and breaking threads
Till our hostelry approaching yet
An exhaustive, all-reproachful tread
Hear the darkness ode to souls misled
See the harvest swords below their necks
Every pawn and king must bow their heads
You must think I'm joking?

Incredulity, incredulity!
Incredulity, incredulity!
I'm to believe that you are a machine meant to only comprehend such simplicity?
Deafening cries of our infernal visiting, only to see that you're not even listening?
Spurn the City of Dis in Her glory for only the beauty you see in brutality!
Only a fuel to your fantasy
A communion of man and his endless depravity
Who am I to interrupt
Your twisted ride to frozen dusk?
Since wicked lies and broken trust
Ignite your lust for blood!
(Sigh)

Boundless cyclone, ceaseless blaze
Every roar and whine and shriek of pain
An adjoining symphony to make
Even voices proud with reason fray
Sing a chorus, loud, O seers and saints
As the clouds cry tears of blood red rain
Is this what you sought, pathetic allegory?

Seguitemi nella tenebra
Camminando con peccatori
Nel sesto cerchio inginocchiati
Dove le ferite mai guariranno

Sing to me!
End me the song
Of blasphemy
O heresy!

Come on, wretched poet!
Cry out your sins!
Bow down to no one!
Our pilgrimace still lies befores us
Endure the song of weeping, gnashing teeth
Bleeding showers, breathing towers
All devoured by the
All-eclipsing
Dark