Anaal Nathrakh
Anaal Nathrakh
Anaal Nathrakh
Anaal Nathrakh
Anaal Nathrakh
Anaal Nathrakh &
Anaal Nathrakh
Anaal Nathrakh
Anaal Nathrakh & Alan Dubin
Anaal Nathrakh
This song was based on an avant-garde philosophical journal called Collapse, there’s a paper in that about conceptual horror. It isn’t drawn from that, but it’s sort of seen through the prism of it.
[Disclaimer: The lyrics shown here are transcribed by fans and members of the Genius community. They are not published, verified, or authorized by the band, and as a result, cannot be guaranteed to be accurate.]
[1st verse]
Holy fuck/father
There is no(thing) out/on/of (earth) (this) ???
???
Where hell awaits
We shall strike/run
Why would you make a primal horror?
...Mother of abomination
Follow the trace/trail/prey
[Chorus]
This is no tragic day
There is no cause to mourn
I am too poisoned and corrupt on the inside
While I become
Debased! And empty of frustration
Ah, but such things I have in mind
To make a God
[2nd verse]
Fucking hell!
But...shining...agony
You were never ??? but let your ???(guard) down
...you’ve never seen (the light)
(on studio version sounds: you ne-ver saw the light of ???)
Why won’t you ...
Mother of abomination
Shall learn the truth
[Chorus]
This is no tragic day
There is no cause to mourn
I am too poisoned and corrupt on the inside
While I become
Debased! And empty of frustration
Ah, but such things I have in mind
To make a God
Why won’t you ...
[Chorus]
This is no tragic day
There is no cause to mourn
I am too poisoned and corrupt on the inside
While I become
Debased! And empty of frustration
Ah, but such things I have in mind
To make a God
[Ending]
Why would you make a primal horror?
[verse present ONLY in studio version, totally inaudiable, NEVER sang live, good luck]
Out of b???? lies ???
...above