moonchild
Nargathrond Lyrics


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Oh moonchild,
I wish to enter thy darkest thoughts
For I am your most precious slave
For I am the darkest servant you have ever had...

This sweet canvas of flesh...
Fragrance of your body that rots...
This reek that summons me...
The scent of your womb...

I am germ en ventre sa mere
Dead and gone before the birth...
I wish to leave my mother's womb
To rise above this loathsome mirth...

Oh moonchild,
I wish to enter thy darkest thoughts
To make myself forgotten
To leave my spirit be
To drown myself in most precious ecstasy

My last home, my final shelter...
You are the one to make my pleasures real
One single day that's left for me -
Me, your child, the one you have to heal...

To be your slave, to be your vassal
To be your master, to be your king
To be your god, to be your shepherd
To suffer in carnality...

Injecting a cold-cold seed into the flame of yours
Dying to be reborn, to please you once again...

Oh moonchild,
I wish to enter your darkest thoughts
Humiliate me once again,
Whip me for one last time...

Oh moonchild,
Your face is that of antiquity...
Your eyes are that of newborn infant...
Your image is that of starlit oceans...

So gorgeous, so beautiful
Human tongue can not describe...
So dark, so grim
Human eyes can not perceive...

Wish I could be reborn among
The carnal waves of darkest, deepest human sea...




Wish I could be reborn in
A dance of death, a dance of flesh - just you and me...

Overall Meaning

The song "Moonchild" by Nargathrond speaks about a person who wishes to enter the mind of the moonchild, the dark entity who owns them as a slave. The person describes themselves as the moonchild's "most precious slave" and "the darkest servant you have ever had." The lyrics paint a picture of a twisted and unhealthy relationship, where the person longs to be humiliated and whipped by the moonchild once again.


The second stanza of the song has some particularly gruesome imagery, as the person describes the scent of the moonchild's womb as a "reek that summons me." The person also refers to themselves as "germ en ventre sa mere," which translates to "germ in the belly of its mother," suggesting a desire to be born again as the moonchild's child. The person's ultimate wish is to drown themselves in the moonchild's "most precious ecstasy."


Overall, the lyrics depict a disturbing and twisted relationship where the person is utterly devoted to the moonchild, even if it means being subjected to pain and degradation.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh moonchild,
The singer wishes to enter the darkest thoughts of the moonchild.


I wish to enter thy darkest thoughts
The singer desires to access the deepest and most private thoughts of the moonchild.


For I am your most precious slave
The singer is stating that they are the moonchild's most valued servant.


For I am the darkest servant you have ever had...
The artist believes that they are the darkest, most depraved servant to have served the moonchild.


This sweet canvas of flesh...
The artist is using a metaphor to describe the moonchild's body.


Fragrance of your body that rots...
The singer is referring to the scent of the moonchild's body, which they find alluring despite its decay.


This reek that summons me...
The smell of the moonchild's body draws the singer to them.


The scent of your womb...
The artist is specifically attracted to the smell of the moonchild's reproductive organs.


I am germ en ventre sa mere
The artist identifies with the idea of being a germ in their mother's womb.


Dead and gone before the birth...
The artist feels as though they died before they were born.


I wish to leave my mother's womb
The singer desires to be reborn or start anew.


To rise above this loathsome mirth...
The artist wants to surpass the lowly, unpleasant existence they currently lead.


To make myself forgotten
The singer wants to be invisible or unimportant.


To leave my spirit be
The singer wants to stop worrying about or controlling their own spirit.


To drown myself in most precious ecstasy
The singer wants to be consumed by intense pleasure.


My last home, my final shelter...
The artist is considering their own death, and how the moonchild will be a part of their final moments.


You are the one to make my pleasures real
The artist believes that the moonchild will be responsible for fulfilling their deepest desires.


One single day that's left for me -
The singer feels as though they have only one day left to live.


Me, your child, the one you have to heal...
The singer identifies themselves as a child who needs the moonchild's support and guidance.


To be your slave, to be your vassal
The artist is willing and eager to be the moonchild's servant and subject.


To be your master, to be your king
The artist desires to be in control and possess authority over the moonchild.


To be your god, to be your shepherd
The artist wants to be worshipped by the moonchild and lead them.


To suffer in carnality...
The singer is willing to endure physical pain or pleasure.


Injecting a cold-cold seed into the flame of yours
The artist is presenting a metaphor that describes how they want to give something (a seed) to the moonchild (fire represented by flame). The seed is cold to represent lifelessness while the fire is to represent energy.


Dying to be reborn, to please you once again...
The singer is eager to start over and serve the moonchild again.


Humiliate me once again,
The singer desires for the moonchild to humiliate them again.


Whip me for one last time...
The singer wants the moonchild to hurt them physically one last time.


Your eyes are that of newborn infant...
The artist thinks that the moonchild's eyes resemble those of a newborn.


Your image is that of starlit oceans...
The artist believes that the moonchild's appearance is reminiscent of a starlit ocean.


So gorgeous, so beautiful
The singer finds the moonchild's appearance to be perfect and exquisite.


Human tongue can not describe...
The singer believes that human language is inadequate when it comes to describing the moonchild's beauty.


So dark, so grim
The artist sees a dark, foreboding quality in the moonchild's appearance.


Human eyes can not perceive...
The artist believes that human sight is incapable of fully comprehending the moonchild's essence.


Wish I could be reborn among
The artist desires to be born again or have a fresh start.


The carnal waves of darkest, deepest human sea...
The singer wants to be immersed in the depths of human depravity.


Wish I could be reborn in
The artist wants to be reborn or have another chance to live.


A dance of death, a dance of flesh - just you and me...
The singer desires to have an intense and intimate experience with the moonchild before their death.




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