du, wie der todesstreich
tief in mein stöhnen herz gedrungen
du, die einem dämon gleich
von wildem übermut bezwungen
gekommen ist, in meinem sinn
zu herrschen und sich einzubetten
du schmach, der ich verhaftet bin,
so wie der sträfling seinen ketten

so wie der spieler seiner sucht
so wie der trinker seinem glase
so wie die made ihrem aase
verflucht bist du, du bist verflucht!
den raschen dolch hab ich beschworen
daß er die freiheit mir erzwingt
das gift hab ich umsonst erkoren
daß es dem feigling hilfe bringt
ach! gift und dolch mich nur verlachen
verächtlich sprechen alle zwei:

"du bist nicht wert dich freizumachen,
von so verworfner sklaverei
du tor! wenn dich von diesem schrecken
einst auch erlöste unsre kraft
so würde dein leidenschaft
noch deines vampirs leiche wecken"

das weib indessen
mit erdbeerfarbenem munde
sich winded schlangengleich
auf heißem grunde
die festen brüste in das mieder eingeschnürt
es sprach ein wort aus
das wie ambrahauch verführt

"auf meinen lippen liegt ein schmelz, mir wurden gaben die das gewissen im alkoven tief begraben die tränen trocknen schnell an meiner stolzen brust, die greise lachen, wie die kinder voller lust wer hüllenlos und nackt mich sieht, verzeichtet gerne auf mond und sonne und den himmel und die sterne ich bin, mein weiser freund, in meiner kunst geschickt, wenn fürchterlich mein arm den schwachen mann umstrickt, und seinem wilden biß blüht meine brust entgegen so schwach und stark zugleich, so schüchtern und verwegen. selbst engel gäben auf dem bett sich wild und heiß die doch geschlechtlos sind, für mich der hölle preis"

als aus den gliedern sie mir alles mark gesogen und als ich stöhnend mich auf sie hinabgebogen zum langen liebeskuß, da sah ich sie nicht mehr ein schlauch lag neben mir, mit schleim und eiter schwer ich schloß die augen schnell in fröstelndem erbeben, um mich am morgen neu zu ihr emporzuheben doch mir zur seite an des ungeheuers statt, das ganz, so glaubte ich, von meinem blute satt, da war ein klapperndes skelett alleine zu sehen, abscheulich rasselnd wie der wetterfahne drehen und wie ein aushängeschild, am eisen festgemacht das klappernd sich bewegt im sturm der winternacht.

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    a dark and wonderful song mainly about getting a vampire!
    Gothangle...on September 27, 2005   Link
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    Anyone know a good English translation to this song...? My German sucks. >
    freakishfaeon December 12, 2005   Link
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    Ok, I'm going to attempt a translation, because I cannot find one elsewhere. Please don't hate me if it is terrible... "You, like/as a deathstroke deep in my groan[ing] heart penetrated You, the same demon of wild insolence subdued it is coming, in my sense[es] to rule and to embed itself You disgrace so [that] I am arrested So as/like the convict I am chained So as/like the player [game?] it is seeking So as/like the drinker it is glassing [?] So as/like the maggot it is...[?] You are flattened, you are flattened! I have burdened the quick dagger That is the freedom [that to] me forces The poison I had for nothing elected That is the cowardly help [that] brings Alas! Poison and daggar I only...[?] contemptuous[ly] speaks all two: 'You are not valued...[???] of so...[?]...slavery You gate! When you of this fright once also redeemed your strength so became your passion yet your vampire corpse awakens.'" That is all I have time for now...damn it sucks. >
    freakishfaeon March 28, 2006   Link
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    "The white meanwhile with strawberry colored mouths itself winded the same as a snake out of hot reason the firm breasts tied up in the bodice it expresses a word that is like at a breath also [can't translate this word] 'On my lips lies an enamel, became that conscience to me on the alcove deeply buried the tears dry quickly on my pounding breast, the old men laugh, like the childhood desire who coverless and naked sees me, [can't translate this word] gladly on moon and sun and the sky and the stars I am, my wiser friend, sent in my art, when terribly the weakened man stretches my arm over, and his wild bit blooms [supposed to referr to an erect penis, I suppose] my breast toward so weakly and strongly at the same time, so shy and audacious. Even angels would give on the bed itself wild and hot that yet that are sexless, for me of the hell praise.' Organize as out of that and sucked all my marks [tried to make that make sense...] and as I am groaning on the down arch to the long favorite/dear kiss, there I will no longer see a tube laying across from me, with slime and puss heavily I lock the eyes quickly in the [frosty?] [can't translate this word], around me tomorrow [doesn't make sense...] newly to your raised yet [to] me to the side at that monstrous palace, that completely, so I believed, from my blood satisfied, there it was a rattling skeleton alone to see abominably rattling as/like the turned weathervane and as/like [the end of a cliff?] on the irons are fastened The rattle itself moved in the storm of the winter night." Okay, a lot of it didn't make much sense, but there it is.
    freakishfaeon March 28, 2006   Link

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