Christmas Letter to STNT
Samovilla
(Single)
Stay a while and listen to Samovilla and S†N† Noc†urnus performing together in their collaborative project "Evil Innocence", S†N† being the evil and Samovilla coming as the innocent one. Samovilla's love for what's pagan and rooted in Balkan mythology meets S†N†'s Satanic and blasphemous narrative birthing a rather cute mutant cover to S†N†'s "Christmas Letter to STNT". Playful Balkan rhythms and native instruments replace the traditional rock drums and electric guitar usually accompanying S†N†'s vocals, combining with Samovilla's sensual and yet powerful voice.
People keep asking about the meaning behind "S†N† Noc†urnus". "S†N†" is an abbreviation of the name of the band's demonic patron calling himself "Sacramentum Tenebrae, Nascitur in Tenebris", which combined with Noc†urnus roughly translates to Sacrament of Darkness, Born in Darkness, His Name Is Of the Night.
Christmas Letter to STNT
Samovilla
Текст: 2024, Dan Loveschmidt
Lord of the Flies, hear my plea, Unholy Almighty, grant ruin to me. In shadows I kneel, no light to atone, Take what I’ve built, and make it your throne. Satan, give me lust, a fire unbound, A feast of flesh where morals drown. Satan, give me gluttony, endless decay, A banquet of sins to waste away. Satan, give me greed, gold without end, A hollow heart no wealth can mend. Satan, give me sloth, a heavy chain, To drag me down through timeless pain. Satan, give me wrath, a storm to breed, Let vengeance thrive where others plead. Satan, give me envy, a jealous tide, To curse the joy I’ll never find. Satan, give me pride, a crown of ash, Where my kingdom burns in a final crash. [Chorus x2] Lord of the Flies, hear my plea, Unholy Almighty, grant ruin to me. In shadows I kneel, no light to atone, Take what I’ve built, and make it your throne. Herr der Fliegen, dein Wille gescheh, Unheilig Allmächtig, führ mich zum Geh. Durch Sünden verfalle Ich, der Abgrund ist nah, Nimm meinen letzten Atem, lass sterben mich da. [Chorus] Lord of the Flies, hear my plea, Unholy Almighty, grant ruin to me. In shadows I kneel, no light to atone, Take what I’ve built, and make it your throne.