Текст песни: From the Grave + перевод

Here lies my body of a martyr

Struck down by the god of love.

I’ve been a wrathchild, a poor (unhappy) stranger.

My name was Dimmi Fuckin' Argus.

I’ve never had a shelter, on this world,

I’ve drunk and drunk day after day.

I shared with you my only bread and sky,

so go down on your knees and pray:

«God bless you, have a rest in peace,

be happy in your grave forever!»

In all my days, before i died,

My deeds were not always clever.

I was a victim of the need.

The vicious women and the wine.

So, «God bless you, have a rest in peace,

be happy in your grave forever!»…

They meanly forced me to drag my chains,

But they didn’t manage to disgrace me.

I’ve tried to live some more, but in vane…

And I still never begged for mercy.

«God bless you, have a rest in peace,

be happy in your grave forever!»

In all my days, before i died,

My matters were not always clever.

I was a victim of the need.

The vicious women and the wine.

So, «God bless you, have a rest in peace,

be happy in your grave forever!»…

«God bless you, have a rest in peace,

be happy in your grave forever!»

In all my days, before i died,

My deeds were not always clever.

I was a victim of the need.

The vicious women and the wine.

So, «God bless you, have a rest in peace,

be happy in your grave forever!»…

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