Tératologie [English translation]

Talk to me again, I know what you like to do with me

Deform me, devour the Praetorian murderer made thirsty by my wine

Come lay down my broken head, finish your effort

Work to mix my blood and your sweat

Never forget the taste of the horror under my teeth

Never forget that the body never forgets

You sold me, nailed me down, wore me away

You will remember me

I will finish off your wound, the smell of your fear lies to me

The carcasses here pile up, organic collection

The murmurs manipulate the anatomic upsettings

What a clear anthropophany

Curious tortures reinvent the genesis of the bodies

Nourished by us, the hanged beasts,

Human protomes with stretched souls, they already know everything

Empty the jaws of their dogs to stuff mine

I have four other tongues here to say all that I know

All that I bleed

Never forget the taste of the horror under my teeth

Never forget that the body never forgets

You sold me, nailed me down, wore me away

You will remember me

We will remind you what you did to us and how you did it

Our skulls’ removable lids slide according to the unpredictable eye

Me, metastable, Mandrill with a face of clay

Now I know

I know who you are

You know who you are

You know who to kill

Morphological teratology

Fixed monstrosity

Never forget that the body never forgets

You hung me, turned me, corded me, I will come back to howl

My shame, vomit your tomb of clouds filled with fire, with carnage

So that your death never again gives you rest, I await the gaping mouth

My salivating madness, the heat of your heart under my tongue

Your true face appears

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you

Since we know each other, since we know each other, since we know each other…

• Artist:Eths
• Album:Tératologie