more from
Church Road Records

Zov Tysyachi Nozhey

from Yarost' I Proshchenie by WOWOD

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      £1 GBP  or more

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Includes unlimited streaming of Yarost' I Proshchenie via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 10 days
    Purchasable with gift card

      £9.99 GBP or more 

     

  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    SHIPPING LATE SEPTEMBER 2021

    Includes unlimited streaming of Yarost' I Proshchenie via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 5 days
    edition of 250 
    Purchasable with gift card

      £17.99 GBP or more 

     

  • T-Shirt/Apparel

    Printed on Gildan Heavy Cotton
    ships out within 14 days
    9 remaining
    Purchasable with gift card

      £14.99 GBP or more 

     

  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Grab a bit of history. Only five in existence.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Yarost' I Proshchenie via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 5 days
    edition of 5  1 remaining
    Purchasable with gift card

      £50 GBP or more 

     

  • Silver/purple merge LP
    Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Includes unlimited streaming of Yarost' I Proshchenie via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

    Sold Out

lyrics

--- English translation below ---

Зов Тысячи Ножей

Зов тысячи ножей
Сорвался с губ:
"Прости, Я был не прав..."
И осознание истины
В полусырой могиле,
Во власти умерших богов.

Слепая пасть...
Кто я теперь?
Зачем я уравнялся твари?
Убийца, проклятый палач,
Слезы могильных статуй.

Громче миллионов ртов,
Что жёг Освенцим.
Страшнее холокоста,
Темнее Битцевского парка.
Покинутый “Норд-Ост”.
Пылающий “Близнец”.

Меня не сжечь,
Я сам - огонь, горящий в преисподней,
Всего лишь крик застывших.

Восславьте глубину кровоточащих ран!
Они есть я!

---------------

The Call of a Thousand Knives

The call of a thousand knives
Escaped the lips:
“I’m sorry, I was wrong”
And insight dawned,
Inside a grave so damp,
Under the toils of gods long gone.

A sightless maw…
What am I now?
Plummeted to a beastly wretch,
A killer, loathsome butcher,
The tears of tombstone statues.

Louder than the myriad voices
In Auschwitz ablaze,
Eclipsed the Holocaust in terror,
Darker than the Bitsa Park.
Nord-Ost, abandoned.
The tower twins in ruins.

I can’t be burned,
I am the flame itself, the smoldering abyss,
The cry of captive souls, suspended.

The depth of bleeding wounds be hailed,
For they are I.

credits

from Yarost' I Proshchenie, released January 29, 2021

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

WOWOD Saint Petersburg, Russia

contact / help

Contact WOWOD

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this track or account

If you like WOWOD, you may also like: