| 歌曲 | Satan's Hunger |
| 歌手 | Watain |
| 专辑 | Sworn To The Dark |
| 作曲 : Watain | |
| The winds of darkness blow again... | |
| Ridden by the mares of night. | |
| They beckon me in dreams and visions. | |
| From far beyond creations light they sing to me... | |
| Wrathful beast of Satan's fire. | |
| They urge me further on my path. | |
| Now soaked in froth and dark desire, | |
| at the threshold of the inverted womb I stand. | |
| Surrounded by darkness... | |
| Amidst its blackened clearness | |
| there is naught to veil my sight. | |
| I can behold as they ascend, | |
| the malformed horrors of the night, | |
| and feel the crosses turn... | |
| Each sense grow dim as if one with the dead, | |
| and as I fall on my knees to the ground I am fed | |
| with the fumes of shallow graves | |
| Into the starless night, I follow the stench. | |
| Urged on by a thirst that can not be quenched. | |
| Into the starless night, I must go. | |
| The urge is so strong, it's all that I know... | |
| Satan's hunger. Satan's hunger. | |
| The luring lament of a witch, | |
| the psalms of angels fallen. | |
| The chanting of the undead. | |
| They echo in the wind... | |
| Sanity and senses with darkness now aligned, | |
| like tentacles and angelwings | |
| in foulest love entwined. | |
| And the graves begin to open... | |
| The brightest light | |
| will always cast the darkest shadows. | |
| Shadows in which truth lies concealed. | |
| For deep in the tunnels | |
| beyond the dream of this world | |
| the mysteries truely reveal... | |
| Into the starless night, I follow the stench. | |
| Urged on by a thirst that can not be quenched. | |
| Into the starless night, I follow the call. | |
| Urged on by a lust, that eliminates all. | |
| Satan's hunger. Satan's hunger! |
| zuò qǔ : Watain | |
| The winds of darkness blow again... | |
| Ridden by the mares of night. | |
| They beckon me in dreams and visions. | |
| From far beyond creations light they sing to me... | |
| Wrathful beast of Satan' s fire. | |
| They urge me further on my path. | |
| Now soaked in froth and dark desire, | |
| at the threshold of the inverted womb I stand. | |
| Surrounded by darkness... | |
| Amidst its blackened clearness | |
| there is naught to veil my sight. | |
| I can behold as they ascend, | |
| the malformed horrors of the night, | |
| and feel the crosses turn... | |
| Each sense grow dim as if one with the dead, | |
| and as I fall on my knees to the ground I am fed | |
| with the fumes of shallow graves | |
| Into the starless night, I follow the stench. | |
| Urged on by a thirst that can not be quenched. | |
| Into the starless night, I must go. | |
| The urge is so strong, it' s all that I know... | |
| Satan' s hunger. Satan' s hunger. | |
| The luring lament of a witch, | |
| the psalms of angels fallen. | |
| The chanting of the undead. | |
| They echo in the wind... | |
| Sanity and senses with darkness now aligned, | |
| like tentacles and angelwings | |
| in foulest love entwined. | |
| And the graves begin to open... | |
| The brightest light | |
| will always cast the darkest shadows. | |
| Shadows in which truth lies concealed. | |
| For deep in the tunnels | |
| beyond the dream of this world | |
| the mysteries truely reveal... | |
| Into the starless night, I follow the stench. | |
| Urged on by a thirst that can not be quenched. | |
| Into the starless night, I follow the call. | |
| Urged on by a lust, that eliminates all. | |
| Satan' s hunger. Satan' s hunger! |