Blodet strmmar frn blottade ryggar
I ett botgrartag mot ett oblitt de
Flagellanternas hungrade desvrl
Ekar hgt i en klagande jmmerdal
[Chorus:]
Ty prygel skall sjungas som botande psalm
I olycksbringande farsotstider
Den fagra men oblida pesten skall kurera oss
En spegelbild av ett gisslartg
I olycksbringande farsotstider
Askan ska strs i vinden p den svarta ddens gstabud
Frn stad till stad, frn by till by
En vrdnad visas piskan och dess folk
Deras framfrvrnades desvrl
Ekar hgt i en klagande jmmerdal
[Repeat Chorus:]
Pastore inscio - I socknens ddsbok blott tomma blad
Sista vilan har kommit, feber och smrtor har gtt i grav
Pastore inscio - All mkan och elnde nu frbytts
Sista vilan har kommit, i samklang allting ekat ut
[English translation:]
Times Of Plague
Blood oozes from lashed backs
Attempt at penance for a bleak future
The flagellants' hungering screams of anguish
Echo loudly in the valley of despair
For mutilation will be the psalm of healing
In ominous times of plague
The plague is hard but fair, it will cure us
A mirror image of a flagellant procession
In ominous times of plague
The ashes will be strewn into the wind to welcome the Black Death
From town to town, village to village
Respect is given to the whip and its people
Their foreboding screams of anguish
Echo loudly in the valley of despair
[Repeat Chorus:]
Pastore inscio In the town's graveyard are but blank headstones
The final stillness has come, fever and pain gone to the grave
Pastore inscio All contempt and woe is gone
The final stillness has come, in unison the lights flicker out
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
