It is a form of epic classical that fuses intertwined drumbeats with orchestral rock and electronic sounds. The music screams "soundtrack" in its every audible moment, with grand, sweeping soundscapes that inspire cinematic imagery even in the dark. The inferno presents you with a powerfully potent journey through the caverns of the underworld, Inspired by Dante Alighieri's book, 'The Divine Comedy'.
Song writer Mick Kenney, who is also responsible for the underground notables Anaal Nathrakh / Exploder / Mistress, has over the years grown into a cult figure in the metal and rock community. Mick has worked with artists such as Attila Csihar (Mayhem) Shane Embury (Napalm Death) and Kris Rygg (Arcturus/Ulver) and has appeared on BBC radio and TV multiple times (Never mind the Buzzcocks, John Peel Sessions).
Birmingham
2007
The Lustful
Professor Fate Lyrics
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Infected with melody of lost thoughts, soon they die
This lost souls, united wretchedness and pain
Behold the storm of hearts(?) of suffering in vain!
Wounds of flesh will last ...
Temptations fade as souls decay
Walk by passion we reach our last
Greating the Baal(?)
Last souls alarmed
We, which ... last
Return to dust
Hanged and crucified, their human half is burns(?).
For death and tower tales their pages have returned
These blaken hearts are greed, I've honored them flesh feet
Satan will prevail, offended hopefully.
Greating the Baal(?)
Last souls alarmed
We, which ... last
Return to dust
In Professor Fate’s song, The Lustful, the lyrics depict the rebellious and sinful nature of humans in terms of their countless vices and addictions. The first two lines, “The naked and weary, weak, they shout their shameful cry / Infected with melody of lost thoughts, soon they die,” describe the people who indulge in their temptations and the consequences that follow. The next couplet gives us a glimpse of the shared pain and damage we inflict on ourselves, “This lost souls, united wretchedness and pain / Behold the storm of hearts(?) of suffering in vain!” The collective suffering and pain are as good as nothing, for nobody would hear their shouting and cries.
The chorus, “Wounds of flesh will last … / Temptations fade as souls decay / Walk by passion we reach our last / Burned to ashes, we turn to dust,” explains that the sacrifices one makes to fulfill their desires can eventually lead to their downfall. It talks about how the body may heal, but the scars and wounds on the flesh are long-lasting. Even though temptation may fade away, the effects can still be seen as people decay in a physical and moral sense.
The following lyrics, “Hanged and crucified, their human half is burns(?). / For death and tower tales their pages have returned / These blaken hearts are greed, I've honored them flesh feet / Satan will prevail, offended hopefully,” describe how the price of fulfilling one's sinful desires can end in a painful and gruesome form of punishment. The remorse that comes after indulging in our vices is the worst. The lyrics go on to say that though satisfaction is only for a short time, the battle with vices will continue, and it is not easy to win.
Line by Line Meaning
The naked and weary, weak, they shout their shameful cry
The people who are stripped of everything and tired, scream out in embarrassment
Infected with melody of lost thoughts, soon they die
Consumed by their own disturbed thoughts, they pass away
This lost souls, united wretchedness and pain
These hopeless people, united by their misery and anguish
Behold the storm of hearts(?) of suffering in vain!
Witness the chaotic surge of suffering for no reason!
Wounds of flesh will last ...
Physical injuries will persist over time
Temptations fade as souls decay
Desires disappear as the soul deteriorates
Walk by passion we reach our last
We follow our passions until our final moments
Burned to ashes, we turn to dust
Reduced to ashes, we become dust
Greating the Baal(?)
Saluting the pagan god Baal?
Last souls alarmed
The final spirits are frightened
We, which ... last
Those of us who remain until the end
Return to dust
We revert back to inanimate matter
Hanged and crucified, their human half is burns(?).
The bodies of those executed and crucified are disintegrated
For death and tower tales their pages have returned
Stories of death and destruction have made a comeback
These blaken hearts are greed, I've honored them flesh feet
These darkened hearts full of greed, I've given them physical power
Satan will prevail, offended hopefully.
Satan will be victorious, if it serves as revenge
Contributed by Lila P. Suggest a correction in the comments below.