Ne Cheama Pamã®ntul Lyrics - Agathodaimon

La voi cobor acuma, voi suflete-amagite 

Si ca sa va ard fierea, o, spirite-ametite 

Blestemul l invoc 

Blestemul mizantropic, cu vnata lui gheara 

Ca sa va scriu pe frunte, vita ce se-nfiara 

Cu fierul ars n foc... 

O, fiarba-va mndria n vinele stocite, 

n ochii stinsi de moarte, pe frunti nvinetite 

De snge putrezit 

Ce am de-alege oare n seaca-va fiinta? 

Ce foc far-a se stinge, ce drept fara sa-mi minta 

O, oameni morti de vii 

Vedeti cum crapa urna, cenusa renvie 

Cum murmura trecutul cu glas de batalie 

Poporului Roman 

Cum umbrele se-mbraca cu zale ferecate 

Si fruntile carunte le-nalta de departe 

Un Cesar, un Traian 

Cad putredele tronuri n marea de urgie 

Se sfarma deodata cu lantul de sclavie 

Si sceptrele de fier 

n doua parti Infernul portalele-si deschide 

Spre-a-ncapea cu mia rasufletele hde 

Tiranilor ce pier 

O, sfinte firi vizionare 

Ce faceati (valul sa cnte, ce puneati) steaua sa cnte(zboare) 

Ce creati o alta lume pe asta lume de noroi 

(Noi reducem tot la pravul, azi in noi mani in ruina,) 

Prosti si genii, mic si mare, sunet, sufletul, lumina 

Toate-s praf, lumea-I cum este... si ca dnsa sntem noi. 

[Chorus:] 

Si singur stau si caut, ca uliul care cata 

n inima-omenirii de viata dezbracata 

Un strv spre-a-l sfsia... 

[English translation: Earth Summoning Us] 

To you I now descend, oh you, deluded souls. 

And to purge your sorrow, you forlorn spirits, 

The curse I shall invoke 

The misanthropic curse, with its sordid, purple claws 

To carve your forehead, instead of cattlebrand 

With iron burnt in fire 

In vain will pride be seethed in veins dried up and scorched 

In death-swallowed eyeballs, on foreheads purple-hued 

By putrid blood that died 

What can I ever chose from your exhausted entity 

No fires free from dying, no undeceiving right 

Oh, you dead men walking 

See, how urns now burst, the ashes resurrect 

Alike the past, which murmurs with the battle-cry 

Of the roman empire 

See the far-off shadows, they dress in steely armour 

And raise their noble foreheads that gone grey 

Great traian and great cesar 

The rotten thrones are crumbling swept by tempests waters 

The rulers iron scepters, the heavy chain of slaves 

Together are now crushed 

The gates of the inferno outrageously wide-opened 

Engulfing now by thousands the filthy, depraved breaths 

Of tyrants grim who perish 

Oh, holy visionary minds, who set the stars to sing... 

Who create another world on this realms of mud and grime 

Fools and wise, young and old, sound, soul and light 

All is dust, the world's like this, and so we all are