Konx Om Pax Rotting Christ

Opkizomai aiωneia σiωπh
Akoy-δeσ-σωπaine
Opkizomai σthn myhσh ayth
Φoboσ-δeoσ-θaνατοσ

Konx om pax - pax - Konx om pax - Pax

From the fearful underworld of darkness
We hail you and we ask to swear
Om pax - Om pax - Om pax - Om pax

With the secret and the holy oath of silence
You do have a place in paradise and hell
Om pax - Om pax - Om pax - Om pax

Chimera

With the awakening of death and sorrow
Life menos all that it ever meant
Om pax - Om pax - Om pax - Om pax

No matter if you run and stray
You are nothing more than a slave to fate
Om pax - Om pax - Om pax - Om pax

Chimera
We give the secret of the earth
We engrave the path for life and death
Your oath will be a mystery and strange