Manzer
Light Of The Wreckers
2013 Armée De La Mort Records
01 The Death Lantern
02 Terroir Squad
03 Hell's Most Wanted
04 Underage Witch
05 Light Of The Wreckers
06 Pictavia
07 Le Bouffe-Churai
08 Primeval Instincts
09 Manzer
THE DEATH LANTERN
A flame in the cemetery,
A flare under the starless sky,
The stone tower is now ready,
The candles are hoisted up high.
The death lantern... Morte æterna.
The death lantern... Lux perpetua.
From their tomb they are emerging,
Ensnared in the dead of the night,
The deceased shall haunt the living,
If they can't find the guiding light.
The death lantern... Morte æterna.
The death lantern... Lux perpetua.
Lost souls without rest,
Old remains unblessed,
Ghosts rise to infest,
Hail Lucifer, guide of the possessed!
No heaven awaits a spectre,
Just a fire with false intent,
Revenants forever wander,
Stay awake or feel their torment.
The death lantern... Morte æterna.
The death lantern... Lux perpetua.
Lost souls without rest,
Old remains unblessed,
Ghosts rise to infest,
Hail Lucifer, guide of the possessed!
TERROIR SQUAD
Let the Bacchanalia commence,
Awakening every sense.
Run in the nude,
Taste delicious food,
Then comes the dance,
Go into a trance.
Enter the profane revelry,
Submit to gastronomy.
No chance to stop,
Feast until you drop,
No other choice,
Till death we rejoice.
Join the Terroir Squad! All right!
Enlist in the troops of Beelzebub, the demon of gluttony,
Like a legion of hungry satyrs, in an enormous orgy...
Live through hedonistic pleasure,
To eat and drink is culture.
Meat, wine and cheese,
Primal recipes,
Bite hard and chew,
Cook and start anew.
Join the Terroir Squad! All right!
Join the Terroir Squad!
HELL'S MOST WANTED
Living a life full of sin,
No wish to save our skin.
Call us impious revilers...
Blasphemers!
Hell's most wanted - never repent.
Hell's most wanted - infernal descent.
Hell's most wanted - satanic pride.
Hell's most wanted - vice is our guide.
No doubt, humans came from apes,
Let's end all religious japes.
Call us evolutionists...
Atheists!
Hell's most wanted - never repent.
Hell's most wanted - infernal descent.
Hell's most wanted - satanic pride.
Hell's most wanted - vice is our guide.
Live free and die, no absolution.
We'll clink glasses in Hell with Satan.
Pissing in the altar wine,
Only good booze is divine.
Call us alcohol wizards...
Real drunkards!
Hell's most wanted - never repent.
Hell's most wanted - infernal descent.
Hell's most wanted - satanic pride.
Hell's most wanted - vice is our guide.
UNDERAGE WITCH
Witch! She's an underage witch!
The best things in life, most are illegal.
She's a sorceress, a teenage devil.
Always half-naked, I'm under her spell.
At least I will smile when I go to Hell.
Jailbait... Lewd jailbait... Obsessed by lust...
Witch! She's an underage witch!
I can't help myself, she's being so naughty.
It is worth the risk to nail her pussy.
Sixteen will get me twenty, that's for sure.
A real entrapment by a girl impure.
Jailbait... Lewd jailbait... Obsessed by lust...
Jailbait... Hot jailbait... Oh you're so tight...
Witch! She's an underage witch!
Sex on the altar, I show no remorse.
Sinful ritual, carnal intercourse.
People see you as daddy's cute princess.
But you're a dirty, obscene enchantress.
Jailbait... Lewd jailbait... Obsessed by lust...
Witch! She's an underage witch!
Witch! You're an underage witch!
Yes you are!
LIGHT OF THE WRECKERS
Far from the lighthouse, in a storm at night,
An oil lantern's burning bright,
Hanging and waving from the donkey's neck,
We are prepared for the wreck.
Light of the wreckers, sink into the sea.
Light of the wreckers, the sailors' agony.
Deceived by the light, it is way too late,
The ship can't escape this fate,
The rugged cliff edge, now coming closer,
Soon we'll begin the plunder.
Light of the wreckers, sink into the sea.
Light of the wreckers, the sailors' agony.
Lured to its doom, inevitable shock,
The galleon came to grief on the huge rock.
Inside the boat, taking all the treasures,
We leave victims to feed the sea creatures.
Light of the wreckers, sink into the sea.
Light of the wreckers, the sailors' agony.
As evil pirates, we stole all jewels,
And feast with those rum barrels...
PICTAVIA
Instrumental
LE BOUFFE-CHURAI
Détrvire tun sabarun,
Fé me pa chaufàe a tés chauçuns.
T'aemes bén grujhàe aus gréns de sàu,
Den tun çheùr o fàut picàe in pàu.
I me noume le boufe-çhurai,
Pr ma foe danai,
Te mérites le buchàe.
I regoule su tun égllise,
Té pi ta sale séc, i ve déprise.
Te prtends étre in brjhàe,
I sé jha ine oelle qu'o fàut ghidàe.
I me noume le boufe-çhurai,
Pr ma foe danai,
Te mérites le buchàe.
Sandié!
I entend tun deràe vrtimun,
Mourour daus crétiéns pi cllérjhuns,
Ac pa de pardun... Crvaciun!
Que le diablle te patafiole,
T'enmene en dévire pi t'éstréngole.
I dounerae pa mun paçhét,
Fiéréce d'in péchour, pr la mordié!
I me noume le boufe-çhurai,
Pr ma foe danai,
Te mérites le buchàe.
PRIMEVAL INSTINCTS
Direct action,
Back to archaic pulsions.
Set in motion,
Freedom through straight reactions.
Get a simple behaviour, a prehistoric manner,
man is a natural hunter.
It may sound irrational, but there's nothing more normal,
give in to all that is carnal.
Crowning of sincerity, power and integrity,
utter satanic liberty.
Impulsive conquest... Primeval instincts.
Inherent unrest... Primeval instincts.
Get a simple behaviour, a prehistoric manner,
man is a natural hunter.
It may sound irrational, but there's nothing more normal,
give in to all that is carnal.
Crowning of sincerity, power and integrity,
utter satanic liberty.
Impulsive conquest... Primeval instincts.
Inherent unrest... Primeval instincts.
Direct action,
Back to archaic pulsions.
Set in motion,
Freedom through straight reactions.
MANZER
In the Middle Ages, ancestors ruled the land,
Now Black Metal forces will take command.
Pictones, Santones, we're tribal descendants,
A recapture process by mad tyrants.
Manzer - Counts of Pictavia,
Manzer - Mighty lords of war,
Manzer - You'll be manzerized!
Manzer - Counts of Pictavia,
Manzer - Mighty lords of war,
Manzer - We are Manzer yeah!
Illegitimate sons, just like Count Ebalus,
Metal hymns as weapons raise a rumpus.
As Pictavian bastards, conquering Lemonum,
We'll play our records at full volume.
Manzer - Counts of Pictavia,
Manzer - Mighty lords of war,
Manzer - You'll be manzerized!
Manzer - Counts of Pictavia,
Manzer - Mighty lords of war,
Manzer - We are Manzer yeah!
Leading the armies on long-haired donkeys,
Hailing our mascot whether you like it or not.
Satan on our side, crusade against traitors,
Join the battle and ride to kill posers.
Fast, loud and wild we play, ears will bleed till you die,
Metal knights of doomsday... The end is nigh.
Manzer - Counts of Pictavia,
Manzer - Mighty lords of war,
Manzer - You'll be manzerized!
Manzer - Counts of Pictavia,
Manzer - Mighty lords of war,
Manzer - We are Manzer yeah!
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