Interpret:

Behemoth

Album:

Pandemonic Incantations

Father! 
Art thou blind and deaf? 
Old man! 
Decrepit and hideous 
Hidden in woods of madness and anxiety 
I am the beast, thou - the refugium of love 
Whereas your love as a cockroach 
Under my own boot 
I am the gehenna of humanity, whereas thou art me mercy 
And what shalt thou need it for 
If the world shall fall asleep under my wings anyway 
I am the blood from thy limbs, thou art the wisdom 
Is it a great one, yes, vain fools do beliefe in it 
They still go up in flames in anyway 
Devils tongue is the tongue of fire 
Yes, the same that burneth thine houses 
Consumeth light and thy sheep... damned! 
And even their wool is shaddy, and the meat poisonous 
Not for the hungry dogs at my table 
I shall destroy everything, or not... 
I shalt throw it to vultures to devour, let them feast! 
Devils tongue is the tongue of the night 
Whenever thou delight in this beauty 
Thou pour in thyself the wine of the underworld 
And whenever thou crave for bearing it 
There are only the whispers of trees thou can hear 
Hungry of thy love, I am anticipating my time... 
Devils tongue is the tongue of my father 
The one, who with universe constituteth an entity 
Father who shall not sell thou out for any flirt 
Forlove - affairs, kisses of humanity 
Therefore give me his darkness 
Power, might, hope and fulfillment 
Give me his light 
It is the time for the feast of hell...