A Murder for the Art lyrics

The beauty of death reveal it's self to the artist called murderer Perfection in the last glance, the ultimate blow To bring the art to life one must take a life for the art No Masterpiece has such meaning as a lethal one Frm the first brow of blood, the creative mind feeds An aestetic slaughter, complusive morbid need Pose un genoux à terre, devant la beauté immobile L'être qui jamais plus ne sera émouvante nature morte. Our art is his voice, his thought, his vision Our art is genocide, eradication, victory A murder for the art, a murder for our father A murder for his name, a murder for his will Our art is his voice, his thought, his vision Our art is genocide, eradication, victory