CARACH ANGREN LYRICS

1. Here in German Woodland

Once upon a golden day
Of flutter and laughter
And warm sunshine rays
Frolicking in forests
In the afternoon glow

His hands playfully sifting through sand
Here in German woodland
Soon, innocence grew terribly ill
His gaze showing traces of parasitic ill will
The start of a tale that is about to unfold
Singing of woe, of rot and of mould.

2. Scourged Ghoul Undead

Little white coffin lowered into the ground
Parents screaming, desperate, profound
The clock struck twelve and the family went home
Little did they know what horrors were about to come

Days of sorrow passed by
Tears outweighing stone
Feeling all alone
Their beloved son, now cold - bound underground
There is no day without grief
Death! You remorseless thief!
Bring back our son!

Countless thoughts and prayers
Only met by more nightmares!
All defied in denial of death
He comes back in their dreams at night
To wake them, reminding that he died

Black cats scratching at the white memorial plaque
Their howling increasingly echoes forth and back
Coffin-flies dig in and worms voraciously devour
A crack of lightning striking into the chapel's tower

Thumping, throbbing, pounding, sounding from inside
That which should be dead slipped away this very night
In disarray and ruin his little grave was found
As if he crept out of a blanket made of burial ground

It was an unreal sight
How the boy walked back home that night
Risen from a sepulchral abyss
Dragging forth in rigor mortis
Mother kneeled in disbelief
For she could not conceive
The return of her son
Her grief undone
Her nightmare had just begun

Liquid brains oozing from his nose
Hatching vermin worming through his head
Draped in filthy graveyard clothes
Scourged ghoul, undead!

Scourged ghoul, undead!
Scourged ghoul, undead!

It was a sickening scene
Mother uttered one more scream
She was thirstily bitten in the neck
Her blood absorbed in rotten crud
Tears bathed her eyes in utter grief
Her heart collapsed in disbelief

From the womb to the tomb and back again
Once a son of light now a creature in the night
Grunting, moaning, groaning and gnawing off her face
Eaten alive in her dear son's embrace

Liquid brains oozing from his nose
Hatching vermin worming through his head
Draped in filthy graveyard clothes
Scourged ghoul, undead!

Liquid brains oozing from his nose
Hatching vermin worming through his head
Draped in filthy graveyard clothes
The return of the dead

3. Franckensteina Strataemontanus

Galvanism and alchemy, science to some, witchery to others
Wine will come from water and gold from stone
Concocting potions from animal flesh and bone
The perfume of death is my sweetest cologne

Franckensteina Strataemontanus
Franckensteina Strataemontanus
Franckensteina Strataemontanus
Franckensteina Strataemontanus

"I made him with these hands"
"He's just resting, waiting… for a new life to come"
"Oh, in the name of God, now I know how it feels to be God
I am God!"
Death-magic and forbidden sorcery
Into the occult and science became necromancy
A pact with Mephistopheles
My stirring in the dark
Echoed throughout the abyss
"I am God, I am God, I am God"
"I am God, I am God, I am God"

"Oh, in the name of God, now I know how it feels to be God
I am God!"
"Oh, in the name of God, now I know how it feels to be God
I am God!"

Franckensteina Strataemontanus
Franckensteina Strataemontanus
Franckensteina Strataemontanus
Franckensteina Strataemontanus

4. The Necromancer

Clothed in drapes worn by those from the grave
The head of the corpse pointing towards the rising sun
The scent of mandrake, hemlock, and opium
Reciting incantations, the ceremony has begun
Anatomy, exploring the flesh of the human body
Alchemy, the quest for transmutation and immortality

I can hear the howling of wolves, the hissing of snakes
As I call upon forbidden gods, shadows twist in demonic shapes

I made a pact in exchange for a soul
I killed six times to pay the devil's toll
Two arms, torso, two legs, and a head
The monster was built just like the devil said
Scientist, physician, sorcerer, magician
Raising the dead was always my ambition

Built from the body parts of the victims I killed
A soul given by Satan, more blood shall be spilled
I made a pact in exchange for a soul
I killed six times to pay the devil's toll
Two arms, a torso, two legs, and a head
The monster was built just like the devil said

Alle meine Experimente sind misslungen
Seit der Entdeckung der schwarzen Kunst

Inject the bone oil, pull the lever
Live! Live! It twitched! It's alive!
Prometheus arise! My son, breathe
Open your black eyes, it's alive
Prometheus arise! My son, breathe
And open your black eyes, it's alive

I made a pact in exchange for a soul
I killed six times to pay the devil's toll
Two arms, torso, two legs, and a head
My monster is alive, risen from the dead

5. Sewn for Solitude

The pale moon lit a ragged passage ahead
Through crepuscular forests a creature fled
The scattered caws of pitch black crows
Their eyes reflecting jagged lightning as loud thunder roars

I creep through shadows of skeletal trees
With a heavy heart I defy all elements
Alas! This rueful being has fallen astray
I'm torn by vengeance but I want to turn away

Rogue! Rogue! Wretched rogue!

What have you done?
What havoc did you bring upon?
Master!
See the creature I've become
Monster to many, friend to none

I have been hiding here since that tragic day
Seen as a miserable wraith, they chased me away
A being so cursed, yet torn and immersed
In flesh not my own, all alone!

From rotten parts accrued
Sewn for solitude
Abandoned, rejected
Spat out, abused, neglected
I will have revenge! For you have created me!
The spark of my inception
Is the flame of your destruction
You will crawl
To your downfall

Rogue! Rogue! Wretched rogue!

What have I done?
What havoc did I bring upon?
Master!
See the creature I have become
Monster to many, friend to none
Master!

6. Operation Compass

Operation Compass was well underway
Scorching sun
Coarse sand
A horned desert viper slithers through dust
Howling winds
Burning eyes
World War II under British Command
In Egyptian no-man's land
A silence of the snakes
Before the battle erupts

Oil
Oil
Oil
Oil

Enemy in sight!
Keep low and quiet!
Push forth the Mark VI Light!
Attack!

Bleak tanks rumble, bleached bones crumble
Fresh cannon fodder, brutally slaughtered
Filthy caked crusts of flesh and blood garnish the banks

The onslaught prevails
The desert of death
As the last man standing falls to his knees

Amidst fire and flame
Something whispers his name
There in the distance, like shadows cast a spell
And black oil erupting like a fountain from hell
Like a fata morgana, a face appears in the geyser of oil
Red demonic eyes looking down on him
Then this apogee of hell reverses down the well

The dead bodies start to twitch in the sand
Blue lunar wasteland
The fallen soldiers rise to their feet
Ghastly winds
Death's stare
No man's war
The undead soar
Uttering monstrous roars

A pack of death closing
He screams and tries to dig himself in
Yet cold teeth already gnaw at his skin
He won the battle, but not the war

7. Monster

It's not enough
To be monster by your look
Disfigurated, maimed
Malformed, or crooked
Those wicked wretched
And mangled from within
They deserve the title
For their filthy rotten sins

Monster, Monster
I am a Monster
A sick perverted psychopath
Evil hideous
An ill-naturated maniac

I won't exactly scare you
From the underneath the bad
I will torturate, rape and dissect you
And I will not stop
Not even in death

Monster, Monster
You're a Monster
A sick deranged creep
Grotesque, Twisted

Miscreated fiend
Leviathan
Colossus
Demonical

Monster!

8. Der Vampir von Nürnberg

His shadow stalks along the tombstones at night
Sniffing out graves, hungering for what's inside
Led by an obituary towards recent graves still fresh
Exhilarated by the thought of biting into cold dead flesh

Fixated, fascinated by Democritús' experiments
Slowly his spirit grew black-hearted and malevolent
Thin was the line separating psychiatric ward from home
But the cemetery is where he liked to roam

Morgue rat
Morgue rat
Morgue rat
Leichenschauhaus Ratte!

Der Vampir von Nürnberg – Kissing the corpse
Der Vampir von Nürnberg – Human strigoi

Satanic necrophiliac dabbling in the wickedness of the occult
Vampiric heinous murderer spreading death, misery and tumult
Tonguing the cavity of a gunshot wound his most delicious vice
Behold, the vampire of Nuremberg shall rise

Morgue rat
Morgue rat
Leichenschauhaus Ratte!
Morgue rat

Ich krieche wie eine Ratte durch die Nacht
Mal sehen was das Grab mir hat gebracht
Die Leiche ist noch Frisch ich trinke ihr Blut
Oh Gottverdammt das tut richtig gut

Der Vampir von Nürnberg – The gun is his tool
Der Vampir von Nürnberg – Blood-sucking strigoi
Der Vampir von Nürnberg – Corpse-fucking ghoul
Der Vampir von Nürnberg – Murderer

9. Skull with a Forked Tongue

I slept amongst the dead, ate the flesh of dogs and black leavened bread
I pronounce the three unclean names carved in bone, to consult this mantic head
Sorcery as a divinatory tool, to find that stone all philosophers seek
A black shadow ascends, possessing its vessel and so the skull begins to speak

Conjuration
Craniomancy
Divination
Skull necromancy

It keeps me from sleep in the middle of the night
Its weary grave voice mutters, wails, and sings
Moaning, whining, whispering, teeth-grinding
Preaching evil and the pleasure it brings
Into the occult
My breakthrough
Dippel's oil
Prussian blue
Alchemy
Grave robbery
Soul-transference
Necromancy
Consulting the skull night after night from the rising moon till the morning turns bright
Tell me how to lift the veil separating life from death so I can steal the holy grail

Skull with a forked tongue
Skull with a forked tongue

The flesh of hyenas that have fed on the dead
The foam from the muzzles of rabid dogs
Uncommon herbs, bone powder, and the skin of snakes
Distilled in a mixture of oil and human blood

Elixer vitae!
Into the occult
My breakthrough
Dippel's oil
Prussian blue

Alchemy
Grave robbery
Soul-transference
Necromancy

Formulated step by step I've created the elixir of life
My spirit now scarred and mangled
A price paid with my own demise
My flesh rots away, I ask myself why?
For I shall live forever, yet all I want is to die
Forever in decay, my flesh rots away

10. Like a Conscious Parasite I Roam

In sunset's saddening glory
Shrouded in agony
A being at a loss
A man and his cause, so maddening
It became his cross
My old mangled soul
Prowls its walls
My flesh forlorn
I'm but a ghoul
Abiding the cruel
I yearn for redemption, my salvation
I drank from the promise of a life eternal
Yet the rotting of my flesh spills into irony
My being is now doomed to witness
The decay of my corpse
Still bound to my form
I keep lurking for a new life to come
My old mangled soul
Prowls its walls
My flesh forlorn
I'm but a ghoul
Abiding the cruel
I yearn for redemption, my salvation, reincarnation

Like a conscious parasite I roam
Lost, confined by the margins of life
Here in German woodland
I wait for innocent blood to arrive

11. Frederick's Experiments

A cockroach's decapitated head lives on for days
I'm intrigued and inspired by nature and its ways
Experimenting on insects, birds, dogs, and rats
The subjects die instantly after severing their head

In the arts of life, man invents nothing
But in the arts of death, he outdoes nature herself

A leg of a dissected spider still contracts
This resurrects the idea of an experiment on human legs
A limb sawed off and stolen from the local cemetery
Contracting muscles quiver through electricity

Frederick II, Holy Roman Emperor
Knew exactly what to do with his prisoners
Sealed in a wooden barrel with single hole
Observing time of death and departing of the soul

Two prisoners are invited for dinner at the same time
One is sent out hunting, the other ordered to sleep for a while
Both men disemboweled, compared with fascinated eyes
On the contents of their stomachs and the effects of sleep and exercise

Frederick II, Holy Roman Emperor
A man with a taste for scientific horror
The quest for the primal language of mankind
An experiment designed by a dark, sadistic mind
Infants bred to be raised like Adam and Eve
To be bathed and fed by mutes, words never spoken
All their lives concealed from love, care, and speech
Psychotic savages all ending up broken







CARACH ANGREN LYRICS