Lifelover - Erotik translation

Due to popular demand, and personal interest, i'm posting this translation of Lifelover's second album Erotik that i just finished. I even translated the various samples from swedish children's show's throughtout the album. if there's anything you think i've missed, just tell me! and thanks for all the positive feedback from my Konkurs translation.

1. Foreplay and Penetration

2. Sweet illness of mine

3. I Love (To Hurt) You

Yesterday was too much,
I don’t want any more
the only thing I see now is
this stone floor-cold city,
The core of these rows
an institution for dying flesh
joy-sterilized by apathy
monotonous death-bringing concrete

My heart barely beats
I get nauseated when moving

(sample from a Swedish children’s show)
“A hermit, what does this say? a hermit wants to live alone, he can’t stand the sights or sounds of other people”
“I’ve reached a conclusion, there’s no place for me in this world”
“my book isn’t for sale, and I don’t want to be disturbed by anyone. Good bye”

a soul colored like ashes
a city, a block of misery
continuous woe

I love you

4. A Man in the Worst Days of His Life

My soul is cold and raw,
like a Russian oil ship on an
ice cold December-sea
all of my ambition has sunk
lost in the cold wet wind
buried and clothed in mud
somewhere deep down there
hostility is the captain,
full of contempt he orders full speed ahead
against the shallows, against the disaster

5. The Road of Death

I travel along death’s
unlucky road,
where numerous people
have lost their lives

If only the crushed corpses
had still been here,
they would’ve adorned the asphalt with
loads of blood
and various remains,
instead of being brought away,
to get a “proper” funeral,
I would be able to enjoy this boring
travel so much more

Will I possibly
be the next one to die?

6. Welcome to Powder city

The wild life in the grey city
among these happy morons
isolation has become an addiction
to avoid those who annoy me

Smiles, sparkling eyes,
friendly greetings makes me want to puke
the attention that they so long for,
has no meaning to me

Turn the other cheek?
love my neighbor?
help my fellow humans?

Is it difficult to see the hate and
disgust towards you in my eyes?
enjoy your shitty lives, but don’t think
for even one second that you’re special

If only you knew what hides
behind my cranium,
how I look at things,
and what I’m capable of

7. Saltwater (you + me VS. Tellus)

Alcohol is my only friend,
when the memories of our time together haunts me
the only thing that echoes in my mind
is how my situation has been degrading

I constantly ask myself
at what point everything went wrong

You left me alone
with forty flesh wounds, which have scared me for life,
plus the incurable wound in my heart
which is still wide open
if you ever return,
I’ll happily murder you in vengeance

8. Possessed

Hands tied behind my back and lips sewn together
at a swamp that nobody chose to see
surrounded by pictures from my past,
broken glass and emptiness,
but there’s only one thing in my mind
I reach out my hand
coldness and fear embrace me
to eventually permeate everything at this mirror

The running veins of thought
is this what we’re living for?
this constant longing for your voice
why aren’t you answering?

Smiling, I throw myself into infinity
to be embraced by my destiny
this water of possession becomes my tomb

9. Autumn Depressions

Outside the wind is blowing away the yellow leaves,
while I lay on my filthy mattress
in an abandoned and ramshackle house,
where the windows are broken, and I’m so cold
during the freezing nights, and I don’t have any cover

To quench my thirst, I turn
to the light brown puddles in the asphalt.
and my stomach has been empty for many days

(sample from a Swedish children’s show)
"do you know what a 'thing-searcher' is? it's someone who search for things" (repeated numerous times through the song)
"what have you done?"

I am the frozen wraith in torn and frosty clothes,
I wander unnoticed like a shadow
through the ice-blue atmosphere
in the city without lights

Give me a shot of heroin in my arm,
or put a bullet in my head,
just give me a fast escape away from here

(sample from a Swedish children’s show)
“and that’s how the hermit Bertil left our world, never to return.”

10. The bottom floor of our mood

Should I congratulate you when something
unusually good has happened to you, instead
of telling you how much you disturb me,
and how little you’re worth to me?
I couldn’t care less about your prosperity,
and your daily, positive life, except that
I wish you the complete opposite

11. Museum of Past Affections

12. Blank Lottery Ticket

I see the world through sunglasses
you stand at Mr. death’s threshold of pain

You’re a perfect beginning of a shitty day
everything you’ve forgotten, and everything you’re repressed,
it’s all coming back now,
like thousands and thousands of knife stabs
an ice-wind of AIDS-infected razor blades
I call you a “whore” for a reason

It was like a frozen night in S:t Petersburgh,
when the coldness of the eastern states weren’t on your side
thin, lank hair, threads of soul-distress
the gases secreted from your anorectic,
lung-sick body, were choking
dressed in rags, suffering from sexually transmitted diseases

You’re being dragged down into pitch black ruin
tears won’t help you escape from here,
instead you got the “blank lottery ticket” of the day
you’ve always been dead to my me,
you’ll now be dead to others as well
die for the world, which is next in line

Slowly your short life is fading away
I ejaculate on your bone white corpse