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Славься, наш Господь, в таинстве погибели,
Glory to our Lord in the mystery of destruction,
Смотри на смерть и горе сынов своих,
Look at the death and grief of your sons,
Коими наполнены могилы, и мать земля давно пожрала их...
With which the graves are filled, and mother earth devoured them long ago...
Кто прожил жизнь под гнойным сиянием твоим
Who lived their life under your purulent radiance
В поиске тебя, когда ты был средь них.
Looking for you when you were among them.
Мертвые поют тебе молчанием,
The dead sing to you in silence,
Они в твоих чертогах тьмы, блаженны и пусты,
They are in your halls of darkness, blissful and empty,
В объятьях Бога, давшего им когда-то жизнь,
In the arms of God, who once gave them life,
Чтоб видеть смерть, и смерть, что будут созерцать они...
To see death, and the death that they will contemplate...
Блажен Господь во скорби, в холоде усопших,
Blessed is the Lord in sorrow, in the cold of those who have fallen asleep,
В нищете рассудка голодающих,
In the poverty of mind of the hungry,
Господь, блаженный в боли, в мерзости блаженный,
Lord, blessed in pain, blessed in abomination,
Огнем презрения всепожирающий!
All-consuming fire of contempt!


Грядет тот день, когда зловоние Господа
The day is coming when the stench of the Lord
Наполнит опустевшие тела
Will fill empty bodies
Когда-то жаждущих Царства Божьего...
Once thirsty for the Kingdom of God...


Те, кто жив, пропойте трижды в священной радости:
Those who are alive, sing three times in sacred joy:
«Блажен Господь во скорби нашей и в смерти!»
“Blessed is the Lord in our sorrow and in death!”


В безграничной жажде слов объясняющих
In a boundless thirst for words that explain
Берега полюсов разнородных истерзаны,
The shores of heterogeneous poles are torn,
Скрижали господни помазаны рвотою псов проказных
The tablets of the Lord are anointed with the vomit of leprous dogs
И свиньи жаждут припасть к силуэтам крестов.
And the pigs are eager to fall to the silhouettes of the crosses.


Отче! Твои скрижали рухнули...
Father! Your tablets have collapsed...


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1. The Lord is Blissful in Grief
1. The Lord is Blissful in Grief


Famed be our God in the sacrament of perdition!
Famed be our God in the sacrament of perdition!
Behold death and woe of your sons, who filled the graves
Behold death and woe of your sons, who filled the graves
With themselves being devoured by Mother Earth...
With themselves being devoured by Mother Earth...
Who wasted their lives under your purulent shine,
Who wasted their lives under your purulent shine,
Blindly searching for you...Though you were amongst them
Blindly searching for you...Though you were amongst them
The dead sing their fame to you with silence
The dead sing their fame to you with silence
In your halls of darkness. They are so blissful and empty
In your halls of darkness. They are so blissful and empty
In the embrace of God given life to them.
In the embrace of God given life to them.
So they could see death... And death they will behold;
So they could see death... And death they will behold;
Blissful be our God in grief and cold of the dead,
Blissful be our God in grief and cold of the dead,
In beggar minds of striving ones,
In beggar minds of striving ones,
God is blissful in pain,
God is blissful in pain,
Blissful in filth,
Blissful in filth,
Omnivorous with your flame of scorn!
Omnivorous with your flame of scorn!


One day the stench of God
One day the stench of God
Will fill the empty bodies
Will fill the empty bodies
Of craving after Heaven…
Of craving after Heaven…


You, who are still alive, sing thrice in your holy rapture -
You, who are still alive, sing thrice in your holy rapture -
Blissful be God in our grief and death!
Blissful be God in our grief and death!


Shores and poles are mutilated
Shores and poles are mutilated
In endless thirst for clarifying words;
In endless thirst for clarifying words;
God's tablets are spread with the vomit of leprous dogs;
God's tablets are spread with the vomit of leprous dogs;
And pigs are longing for pressing themselves to crosses.
And pigs are longing for pressing themselves to crosses.


Our Father! Your tablets are ruined!
Our Father! Your tablets are ruined!
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