MOROWE – "S"

Released: 14 Feb 2014 by Witching Hour

Morowe is yet another project of Nihil and his fellow musicians (Hans and ML). This release had mixed reviews, depending on a person's attitude towards boundaries of black metal. Generally, their debut was more or less standard black metal, whereas "S" tilted the scales in the direction of post-black metal and sludgy atmospheres. To be honest, I consider it to have been a good idea as there are tons of average bands around, simply following the well-established patterns from the end of the previous century. Therefore, despite "S" being far from perfect, it presented us with a decent foreshadowing of evolution of Morowe's sound.

Download original lyrics and translation
Morowe – Official Page
Bandcamp – BUY and LISTEN
S at Metal Archives

TRANSLATION:

BUBONIC (or PESTILENT) – "S"

1. "W" ("IN")

(instrumental)

2. "W POKOJU MAGII" ("IN THE ROOM OF MAGIC")

In the room of magic

a war with the space

weightlessness

motionlessness

puffs of fear.

Outside there's a lion

gnawing off faces,

and here a silent war,

behind the open door.

In the room of magic

war.

In the room

of magic war.

The room at war

enchants itself. *

The room changes us *

into war from the mirror.

* "Pokój" means both "room" and "peace" in Polish. Thus, the last verses could be as follows:

The peace in war
enchants the room.
The peace changes us into war
from the mirror.

3. "WSZECHŚWIAT PRZYCIĄGA" ("THE UNIVERSE ATTRACTS")

He was looking for the universe

so he let himself free

off the earth he held onto,

just to fall upwards

and when his body slowed down,

he looked at an earth's patch

only to fall down this time

and dive into concrete.

And only then

has he seen it whole,

the dark absence of energy

and the stars.
The Universe
attracts,

in every direction,

crushes you sideways

and rends you along.

4. "WAŻNE" ("IMPORTANT")

A hammer, a motion,

a nail, a bang,

a palm, pain,

blood, hiss.

5. "ONI PRZYJDĄ" ("THEY WILL COME")

They were supposed to come

in a short while,

slowly.

Carrying the old light

to cover the young darkness

and transform it
into brightness.

Yet, a lot

of time has left,

whole seconds,

many meters.

He had found a convenient spot

and was watching.

He was waiting for the moment

of brightness

and darkness

to simultaneously appear

and surcease.

He knows that... (x10)

They will come and light the shadow.

 

6. "NOCNA STRAWA" ("NIGHTLY REPAST")

Already the deathly wine
is pouring from within him.
During one day or many
in intestines
on ulcers
it's fermented
according to no rules.
Oleaginous texture,
its colour black, turbid,
98%.

Again he's preparing a nightly repast
Already the yellow viper
with a human head
the size of an eye,
with human attitude
towards god's "thou shalt not kill",
swims in the noodles.
Enjoy your meal.

7. "Z1"

(instrumenal)

8. "MUCHY" ("FLIES")

He's found them dead
on Niemno's riverbank **
They had swum upstream,
encountering a sickness.
Their wings got numb,
eyes purulent.
Thrown back into (the river),
they swim towards the sea
and farther beyond the sun,
they revolve 'round the planets
like flies 'round excrements.
The fish of hope are flying
back to their god.

** Niemno is a river having its source in the vicinity of Minsk and flows through Belarus, Lithuania and Russia.

9. "TRZECIA DŁOŃ" ("THIRD HAND")

The king was sitting,
crushing the world,
looking and judging,
pointing (at sth),
calculating, being silent,
he nodded gently
his head down.
And a stitched stooge
was fanning him,
taking the air
from under buck's rump.

He offered a hand
that he's already cut off.
To thrust it into crowds,
to sanctify them with their fear,
to herd them like cattle
to and fro without a purpose,
to rip open their order,
to pull the strings
of belfries in hell
or in paradise.

The third hand
livid, numb, tepid.
10. "Z2"
(instrumenal)