Letras de Canciones Traducidas de Pesta
Tenemos 16 canciones traducidas de Pesta
Pesta
Anthropophagic
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 8 months ago
Moored in the center of the village
He was exposed to greedy looks
Grayish-skinnned
Covered with feathers and scraped eyebrows
Of men who have lost their humanity
They danced around
Generating strangeness
Fear and repulsion to the condemned
In a precise blow
Black Death
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
A plague walked among us
As people fled in fear of their cities
But the disease remained
And soon death was everywhere
Men hated each other
Parents abandoned their sick children
Wives were dropped back
Husbands were buried
Bodies were left abandoned at home
Blood Mists
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
Then mankind would become free and savage
Beyond good and evil!
Disregarding the morals of their laws
And all the men screaming, killing and rejoicing!
Then with the old liberté!
Guided for destruction and death
Through pain, and suffering
The earth would become a h
Hand Of God
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 8 months ago
He lived a quiet life on his farm
No surprise or novelty
He felt that something else was missing
He was not complete
He found shelter and protection
In a certain religion
Newly converted to a sect
It was inflamed with religious fervor
Closing in a world
That
Intimate
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
It’s ending
Almost finished
Will thank you when you actually stop
At the end you
Can even enjoy it
‘Cause no more muscles spasms
While I understand a gaze, the brightness of your eyes goes out
While I understand a gaze, the brightness of your eyes goes out
You'l
March Of Death
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
From the moment that I opened the ditch
I found my purpose
Over time the repetition of the act was natural
A dark part inside o’ me
Lead the control
It wasn’t me, but I was there
Watch it all with a kind of cold pleasure
I said to myself
It need to get to use to
Moloch's Children
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 8 months ago
On an open hill stands an altar
Glazed glances in the image of the horror
A gigantic bronze statue
With a man's body and an ox's head
Sound of trumpets and rumble of the drums
An infernal melody
Hysteria, depravation and praise
By screams, whispers and moans
T
Possession
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
Said hearing voices
The angels whispering in the name of lord
Started to understand and speak
Languages that was completely stranges
Even take by exhaustion
Both mental and physical
With an aggressive, violent
Suicidal tendencies behavior
Despised any gesture or
The 4th Horseman
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 6 months ago
And when he had opened the fourth seal
The prelude to the end of time
I heard the voice of an animal, saying: Come and see!
I looked and couldn’t believe in my eyes!
Behold a pale horse
And the knight who sat on it
Was called by death
By those from hell who followe
The Myth Of R'lyeh
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 6 months ago
When the stars cut the skies
Diving from one world to another
A natural order hovered in the cosmos
In his house in r'lyeh, cthulhu dead, hopes to dream
Without the alignment of the stars
He could not live
But, even though he no longer lived
He could never die
The Prayer
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 5 months ago
I pray for
That from the top of your mountain
Immersed in the shadows
The one who watches everything
Without caring for the destinies of the others
Listen to my prayers
May I live the fate of my destiny
Do not be a slave or shadow of another man
May I tread my o
Witches' Sabbath
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 8 months ago
In composing the light that comes from the fire
Into the darkness of the forest
A worship is celebrated
Dark passions are revealed
While innocents are sent
Anointing of the fat of its victims
Everyone recognizes your "lord" !
Under the Moon of blood
Chants are
Words Of a Madman
Artista: Pesta Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
I said I would not do
Who had stopped
They no longer listen to that voice
That he would not seek
For in the background
I know I cannot help myself
Words to the wind, lost in time
Felt with the weight bodies lying
They call me… they call me weak
No pride, wil