http://morbidknocking.blogspot.com/2009/08/masters-hammer-english-language.html I found that it had become incumbent upon myself to gain a deeper and more thorough understanding of and appreciation for the lyrics to Master's Hammer's two seminal works, Ritual and The Jilemnice Occultist (or Jilemnický Okultista. Being that I am a native English speaker and have no knowledge myself of the Czech language, I approached a fellow Master's Hammer fan from the Czech Republic [Onder of course] with the proposition of assisting me in translating the lyrics to these two works. It is thus mostly to his credit that what follows can be presented, hopefully to the service of many fans of the band. With his rough translations, I used a Czech-English dictionary and cross-referenced various choices of words and grammatical quirks with the original lyrics to ensure a faithful translation. With that said, this should nevertheless be seen as a rough translation at its core and in no way professional nor definitive, and it certainly does not maintain the poetic consistency of the original Czech, nor its rhyme scheme. What it does offer, however, is a deeper insight into one of the more interesting metal bands in the black metal scene to English speakers that they would not perhaps have otherwise had at their disposal. It is thus without further ado that I present my collaborative translations of Master's Hammer's lyrics for their first two albums. Ritual and The Jilemnice Occultist. It is important to note that the latter, with the exception of the last track, is a narrative play and should be read as such. Also, if you spot any errors (especially translation errors if you know Czech), PLEASE contact me. Ritual 1) Intro [Instrumental] 2) Pád modly (The Fall of the Idol) Mighty black smoke from the bowels of Earth The heavens bleed, The deep red stains on the shining snow They steadily grow larger. It's probable That someone above Desperately tries To wash away the sins of world - It's hard to curse The already cursed Nothing can be renewed When evil is sown! Thy headstone is hidden by hungry flames, Smoke climbs up to the heavens. We will die with the blessing Of destroyers of the false faith! The jailers of heaven, your heaven is jail; Give me just one place in the universe - Hell! I'll destroy your monument With one blow - the final blow! 3) Každý z nás (Each of Us) Your hearts are overflowing with anger Unforgiving, A passion looking for release For which there is no place, Those deceptive ulcers On beating hearts Finally free, Now it's something more than Blasphemy! Hideous symbols of holy figures Atrocious images of the crucified Are moulded from his flesh Thousands of knives engrave the sign: Each of us is killing God! Bring my burden to the ritual Disfigured to match his picture The astral chain is very strong Its heart must be pierced. The molten steel spikes Pass through the melting wax The glimmer fades for The believers with hollow brains! 4) Ritual [Instrumental] 5) Géniové (Wizards) So as in deadly agony You live your passing life The last sunset Projects bloody shadows Images of the other side Moving on the wall The anxiety turns to wrath The elementals! "Father, why did you leave me?" "Because your faith is stronger than me!" "I know, I don't need you any more, wizards have no funerals." To the land of awesome mysteries Where only the dead can go Guided by the force of victory Not waiting for what fate brings. Terror now hides from us The angel of self-delusion Leviathan Opens his mouth! 6) Černá svatozář (Black Halo) You behold the burning black halo Of he who preaches That life is an illusion Who beckons you – “go with me,” You've hidden your face Vainly cherishing The glances at his eyes. When the seven gates of hell Are opened It's too late to think What should have been done Beware the desire to enter uninvited Your soul will be devoured by the freezing massif. Fragments of heavy iron Crash through the darkness Two eyes shine in the distance With listless calm No living being has ever penetrated his stare Unless - evil is the dominant element. With the pain of existence you will understand, Without form, the pure evil in every one of us In that moment you will feel The breath of the devil closing in And you will ask questions no more! 7) Věčný návrat (Eternal Return) The ghastly rays of light On crystalline waters Through the cold eternal night Flames flicker Slow and silent tongues of flames Smouldering pestilent will. After all we are to ourselves The symbol of salvation, They will not survive who do not know. The pentagram on the chest of each of us Is a symbol expressing all. This time no signal will be heard Rebellion of souls casting shadows Hell's bells are covered in blood And they ring to eternal return! Well do I know the place, to which we all belong, don't trust to lying prophets, God Is our slave and Satan as well; Those two bastards drink my blood. And death is the end for everybody But we will yet show you What it means, what it means, To look into the Master's face! 8) Jáma pekel (Hell's Mouth) The village is burning, alone I travel in the night I shorten my way through the field, the stretch Surrounded by smoke, against better judgement, Although I don't know the meaning, my purpose is clear. I lose consciousness yet I'm awake The devil leads me, down there - to Him. Perhaps I'm already dead and gone from this world Satan however gives my strength back. Finally I see the throat of hell I'm warmly invited into the burning darkness. I draw nearer to the bodies immaterial, Iron bars close behind me. Hell's mouth - a hundred times cursed Hell's mouth - bathed in blood. Now I serve the devil, by death and evil I spread devastation, I am demonic. In every house a black altar On every picture, there is my face. With a frightening laugh I return here Servants of the devil fall to the ground. Black is the desire, but colorless is the blood He who is not the chosen, harvests my wrath. Vainly they toil, they pray and dream Not everyone can become a demon. Possessed with anger they destroy a village, But vainly they do it, it burns to no avail! 9) Zapálili jsme onen svět (We Have Burned the Other World) Will our wildest dream become reality? A massacre of ravenous spirits Treat only genuine evil well And wish to hear the demons Fog scattered for a thousand years Hides bottomless chasms From the sight of the living - immense depth A key to foolish courage. We're cursed in this cavern While the undead invoke underworld The candle light slowly burns out Useless are all sacrifices. The other side no longer exists There will only be ice for ages The altar can no longer give us messages We have burned the other world! Then comes a night of spiritual suicides But we are not finished with the world Ice crystals are destroying the sky At last we see the remote boundaries. Souls escaped from the prison of life Will no longer rest in the ground Matter itself evaporates in a moment of terror In the name of the mightiest devil. 10) Vykoupení (Deliverance) You live in chests filled with poison While only death awaits you outside It's still better Than walking eternally through the middle of Where ten thousand corpses decompose. You fight your anxiety by fighting illusions, But the future is always uncertain, You don't know what to do With the thoughts in your head - When impure power arises. Molten gold drones through the riverbeds In the same way as the blood inside us It is only a matter of time before it overflows A poisoned spring, A slumbering wrath. On the other side Beyond the burning hell Deliverance is waiting - why not now? Meaningless life Is bathed in black light The one and only okkult black! 11) Útok (Attack) (Dedicated to Anton Szandor LaVey) Two thousand years we atone for something We have never done, Two thousand years we suffer for someone, We have never seen. Here and now! We decompose alive. Here and now! Misery, death and boredom! He who says "you can't" Is my mortal enemy, Now he will learn what he has forbade, Small, subtle attack begins! The old, lame dog must be eaten By his own children, For it is they who will Under the banner of strength Rule this world! Here and now - Alpha and Omega! Here and now - Fate in your hands! Faith, that tortures, will likely destroy Its victims, Your saviour we will hang by his feet - Already he sways in the wind! Here and now - You will see the holy son! Here and now - His candle burns out! Jilemnický Okultista (The Jilemnice Occultist) 1) Overture 2) Mezi kopci cesta je klikatá... (Among the Hills a Winding Way...) Atrament: Among the hills a winding way, I am moving toward the education That may be a patch to my gaps My face is already full of happiness! The path of knowledge is a thorny one, How can I separate the wheat from the chaff? The tower of a castle is welcoming me from afar With a copper crenelation. I have already traveled far, Behold a wooden tavern And a sign saying: "Zum Spiritus" Even the name sounds so well! My baggage here, so heavy And full of books Take it all upstairs, please, I want to sleep in the attic... And to a table carry fast, I ate last in Prague, And also bring some alcohol To lift up the mood! Who is this coming to sit next to me? Calling me by my own name? A nearly hundred year old woman An outrage, I say! And then the cards spread out on the table I suddenly see In this room full of smoke Of clean hemp! Consternation mine How she knows my past But I want to know perfectly What the future will bring! Fortune Teller: "Here is the king, and here is the knave." Atrament: "What does this mean?" Fortune Teller: "Some lord of noble rank will probably kick your butt." Atrament: "And what comes next?" Fortune Teller: "If you order spirits We will know quickly If you'll end up with your head on a chopping block Or with fortune in your hands!" Atrament: I have had enough already of your nonsense, I am an occultist! I can not read cards, But I know what to do with my life! And in the bar room - a sign: "Et Zum Spiritus Tuo" There I will go with my glass Sing a duet now! Then like lightning from a clear sky I'm intoxicated by a figure of beauty In my sight the brilliance of her eyes And the sharp shapes of her hips! We stayed awake the whole night Even in the morning the beds were still empty As the table offered us enough For our conjurations! 3.) Já nechci mnoho trápiti... (I Don’t Want, Sirs, to Pester...) "Satrapold": I don't want, sirs, to pester Your ears, When it's time to drink And pay off our debts to thirst. But let me tell you just one thing Something I need to say Before I enter the castle chambers Together with you: I am your captain from now on And my quest is, To give my word to the laws Where crime casts a shadow. I am Von Satrapold, as my father was I am also known in court, Where high society pays a tribute to me, I like to confess! How beautiful the decoration is Belgian velvet on the walls! Before the glass is full We crack down on that rabble! My vesture is of silk And I want to say boldly That we'll play a trick on that devil So that he snivels in a cell! chorus of drunken officers: He is our captain from now on And his quest is, to give his word to laws Where crime casts a shadow, He is Von Satrapold, as his father was He is also known at court, Where high society pays a tribute to him So long may he live! 4.) Kol prostírá se temný les... (A Dark Forest Spreads All Around...) Calamaria (in the forest): A dark forest spreads all around Yet with a bright flame The joy of love shines in my heart And a chalice of happiness. Our love makes us one, It is of great importance, That occult forces of nature Both of us have mastered. In wise books there is written That at the sunset Something unheard of Will happen in the wide astral plane. When darkness surrounds us In its magical veil, I sing a passionate song To Atrament! But what does this noise mean? Who disturbs the silence of the night? That crash was horrible, As if someone fell off a horse! I curiously rush to see If could I be of help He injured himself badly And now is moaning into the night. All wounds I heal easily As the blue-blooded man Just escapes his death His horse did not! "Satrapold" (woken up-: Give me your little hand, I know my way suddenly, The shadows of patulous oaks invite us, I want to be all yours! The more of a mystery you seem to me The more my favour grows Affluence does not appeal to me any more And solitude drags me down. While I don't know why you are refusing My innocent accompaniment, Hopefully you will come to visit the castle one day, Accept my invitation! 5.) Ten dvanácterák zmizel v houšť... (That Magnificent Deer Has Vanished...) "Satrapold": That magnificent deer has vanished in the bush, Even my comrades are not to be found To not let my courage lescape me I will blow the horn: Only echoes resound from the deep And my horse below me, Is really not A cheerful companion! And to complete the tragedy I fall from my horse, Here though destiny is on my side, That I did not break my neck. Now I am waking up from a heavy blackout, Escaping death by a hair's breadth, When suddenly from the depths of the forest Walks a charming girl, ha ha ha... Just tell me you are not a dream; I can't tell if I am awake or asleep? So fascinated by this vision; Am I in heaven or not? Even if death's breath had come And shortened my life, I would not find more precious a jewel In this world in a thousand years! 6.) Můj hejtmane... (My Captain...) Groom Blether: My captain and the lord of the land of Jilemnice From this servant of yours accept This new horse. "Satrapold": It's good enough, it's good enough. I see that this groom of mine Has a flair for this! Groom Blether: Oh your Highness, I'm not worthy of that noble commendation, I always only serve you humbly As my strength allows. "Satrapold": It's good enough, it's good enough. But let's be honest - at a court It would not really be a gem. Now let's not lose time, when our duty calls To acquaint ourselves with this displeasing rubbish. We are here to take care of the peace and the good, And one does infringe, who breaks the laws. My uniform is decorated In medals, We will enforce by all means The heavy fist of the law! Groom Blether: There in the pub of Spiritus A suspicious stranger who sojourns, His whole body reeks of crime, Hideous those conjurations. And the daughter of the proprietor by the name of Calamaria, Does not skimp on debauchery, If she gives him a drink! And look, there he is sitting in the corner With enormous joy, His head on the table, And vomit on his sleeve. "Satrapold": Young man, I want to believe, And I am glad, too, That you do not lose your appetite In the land of Krakonoš?! Atrament: They will never steal my appetite And speaking of which You have a true gourmet In front of you! Now see, you sober monster, I am an occultist, Why do you even care, What I do all day? I do not give a damn about those offices That would like to govern me, I choose my principles by myself, On how to live my own life! Groom Blether: You dirty rabble, How do you speak to your lord As even the frogs in the swamp Do not dare to! Here I have a reason, more than good To put him in the manor jail - For insults and mutiny He has to pay! "Satrapold": And what else - he gave away, Being delirious, That by occultism he caused, He confessed his own guilt. And in the presence of this lady To act like a brute; I will settle that with you too, Blether, When we arrive at the castle! 7.) Já mizérií osudu jsem pronásledován... (By the Misery of Fate I’m Haunted...) Groom Blether: By the misery of fate I’m haunted And my soul is pervaded by doubts Like worm-eaten flesh I only pretend to live, The offspring of my happiness has ceased to grow long ago. I enjoyed the great benevolence of the captain And always stood next to him with the best intentions, But now dishonest forces shove between us - That is the reason that my lord pummeled me on the carpet. And my despair is doubled and fulfilled When the flame of my revenge flared up When I was hopelessly searching for a key to the occultist's hearts. Atrament from Spiritus threw me out of the pub. To Železný Brod, two and half hours away, I know a great tavern there And alone I will find a little table in a corner, There I will bury my dreams in alcohol! By the misery of fate I’m haunted My body is already penetrated by alcohol, Like a blind badger I laze around the forest And the moon shines silver on the river. The sound of the rapids is a deadly noise, The voice of my soul is suddenly the same. Remember me sometime in Jilemnice Because here the path of Blether ends! 8.) Ach, pane vzácný... (Oh, My Precious Sir...) Calamaria (in the castle): Oh my precious sir, do you remember Your tempting words? You invited me - so I am here But with me a request which agonizes me. It may not be a modest one But one thing is sure, I will be obliged to you. "Satrapold": Since without you, it seems I would be buried, Here every request of yours Is a command to me. Calamaria: I do not ask for precious manes, Nor expensive jewels, But only the freedom to be given back to Atrament. "Satrapold": He is there to pay for His tongue so foolish... Calamaria: He was drunk - and I am guilty, For the glasses that polluted his mind. "Satrapold": So let it be, thy will be done, When Satrapold gives his word. But you have to promise me - That he ends his malediction! This afternoon I want to take you On a horse with me, So I won't get lost in the forest, And to have your accompaniment. Calamaria: I suppose you want to have A secret appointment with me? That reminds you of the scene When you fell off the horse. Even if it seems strange, I will gladly fulfill your wish, If that helps Atrament From the dark cell. 9.) Že vše je podle mého přání... (Everything is Just on my Whim...) Poebeldorf: Everything is just on my whim And all goes excellently, This very day, I will pass the borders! Today is the fifteenth, I will arrive at Cairo in a week, I will enjoy a life Carefree and in splendour. Even without Blether I can saddle up my horse, And with gold, silver and diamonds Pack up my baggage! And then there is that Atrament, Who has wanted to be my rival, It is a little joke, That I should release him. Calamaria: So open please without delay The door to the jail, I have a key to happiness Hanging on that chain! Poebeldorf: Ha! That doesn't bother me any more That book of laws, On the twenty second of October, Cairo will welcome me! Calamaria: Should I believe this, Or is this yet another illusion? The walls of the cell Are painted with signs. These are medial drawings And I can read the truth in them. Primordial apparitions Can decipher everything. You are a criminal and trickster, And your real name sounds something like Pobuda. You took advantage of the captain's trust And with Jilemnice's treasure, escape to Cairo! Poebeldorf: God damn, The plan is revealed, I did not Count on this. Suddenly the land below Seems hot, I must be quick over the mountains, Before the real captain arrives! 10. Sláva, sláva, pane hejtmane (Glory, Glory, Herr Hauptmann) Chorus of the occultists: Glory, glory, glory, Herr Hauptmann, Let the whole city welcome you. What happened, we hope will never be repeated, And we can say it could have been a pretty costly plight. Spiritus: Your Highness and your whole retinue, Believe me, I have much to celebrate Because of my happy reunion With my only daughter, Drinks are free today at Spiritus! Satrapold: My dear occultists, now my gratitude is to you, Because it is almost certain that I was endangered myself. That treacherous Poebeldorf Wanted to become the new captain, And I was meant to be the false - That is to be punished! I do not want, sirs, to pester Your ears, For the tales of an adventurer. But let me tell you just one thing, Something I need to say, Before I lock Poebeldorf In the manor jail! I am your captain from now on, And my quest is, To give my word to the laws Where crime casts a shadow. I am Von Satrapold, as my father was, I am also known in court, Where high society pays a tribute to me, I like to confess! 11) Suchardův dům (v Nové Pace) (Sucharda’s House (In Nová Paka)) Copied from a façade: Oh I, wretch, rambling around this whole world, For our fatherland, god did not give bread to its children. Above all the wealth, above all the estates, Let mother's words be always the dearest! Hereunto our nation, if it spares its history, No silver, no gold, no welfare just now, But what is precious to your heart, is what is precious to your heart! Art in fortune - embellishment, art in misfortune - refuge! Till we have strength, let's be attentive to our work so some memory is left behind us! He who doesn't like my house paid for with my money, Should show his own house with his money! People used to plant trees for us, so let's plant too!