Bestial Devotion
Samael Lyrics


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Narration:
Tired and submissive
Lying down on the black altar
She waits passive and anguished
A frost silence glides into the assembly
Priest reflection:
Only my invocation resounds in the heads of the followers
Priest with the crowd:
- Glory to you Ounis
- Praise be to Ounis
The priest:
- So her blood may quench your thirst
- So her meat may appease your hunger
- For you we'll eat the red crown
- For you we'll lick the green crown
Priest with the crowd:
- Glory to you Ounis
- Praise be to Ounis
Narration:
The blade penetrates deeply in the young flesh
All together copulate with the bloody wounds
The priest:
Here's the theatre of our dreams
- This is the beauty of absurdity




Priest with the crowd:
- Glory and praise be to Ounis

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Bestial Devotion" by Samael describe a ritualistic sacrifice that takes place on a black altar. The narration begins by describing a young woman who is tired and submissive, waiting on the black altar, while the assembly is filled with frost silence. The priest's voice is the only sound that resounds in the heads of the followers who shout "Glory to you Ounis" and "Praise be to Ounis," indicating that Ounis may be a deity worshipped by the cult. The priest emphasizes that the girl's blood will quench their thirst, and her meat will appease their hunger. The followers are excited and eager to partake in the rite, with the priest instructing them to eat the red and green crown, referring to the girl's bloody wounds.


The climax of the ritual is reached when the blade penetrates deeply into the young flesh, and all the followers copulate with the bloody wounds. In this moment of brutal ecstasy, the priest proclaims that this is the theater of their dreams, and absurdity is beauty. The followers are again urged to glorify and praise Ounis.


Line by Line Meaning

Tired and submissive
She is exhausted and defeated, feeling powerless to resist.


Lying down on the black altar
She is laying on a dark platform, ready to be a sacrifice.


She waits passive and anguished
She's enduring pain silently, waiting for the inevitable to happen.


A frost silence glides into the assembly
There is eerie quietness in the atmosphere that fills the gathering.


Only my invocation resounds in the heads of the followers
The priest's call to the deity is the only thing echoing in the listener's minds.


- Glory to you Ounis - Praise be to Ounis
The people express their worship and admiration to the deity Ounis through repeated chants.


- So her blood may quench your thirst - So her meat may appease your hunger
The priest speaks to Ounis, saying the sacrifice is for the people's sustenance and satisfaction.


- For you we'll eat the red crown - For you we'll lick the green crown
The followers are willing to do whatever Ounis wants, even consuming the remains of the sacrifice.


The blade penetrates deeply in the young flesh All together copulate with the bloody wounds
The sacrifice is brutally killed and the crowd takes part in unspeakable acts with her remains.


Here's the theatre of our dreams - This is the beauty of absurdity
The priest sees this ceremony as the pinnacle of their aspirations, a chaotic beauty in the suffering of others.


- Glory and praise be to Ounis
The people continue their worship of the deity, glorifying their acts of depravity in Ounis' name.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Darth Teddy Bear

I wonder if anyone perceives this track the way I do. The lyrics seem some kind of an inside joke, with Ounis being a totally made-up entity (correct me if I'm wrong). Actually, I even tried to do some research to find out whether "For you, we'll eat the red crown / For you, we'll lick the green crown" is a cryptic, esoteric message, yet, it didn't lead me anywhere. Just a pair or lines that portray the "cultists" performing some arbitrary, ridiculous actions for the sake of the act, whatever it is.

"Tired and submissive / Lying down on the black altar / She waits passive and anguished" - it may seem as if this female specimen is barely an object, a requisite with some traits of a living creature preserved only so that her pain could carry any weight.

"Here's the theater of our dreams / This is the beauty of absurdity" - I read it as:
- a wink that states "this is just some random violent, sexual fantasy with a setting that suits our music"
(and / or)
- everyone knows there is no Ounis, all that is done serves the purpose of alleviating our boredom and satisfying our perverse lust and fulfilling our dreams, that is, playing gods and doing... Just about whatever we please, just because WE CAN.

I find it interestingly ironic and self-conscious, especially for the early period, when the convention itself was still being forged.



All comments from YouTube:

Bassconvulsion

Magnifico

David Creigh

I like that short little riff at 1:41 ... Reminds me of something off Spiritual Healing.

Loki DD

Divine!

Junior Franco

great song of the best black metal album!!!samael rules!!!!!!!

Lilian Raquel Grajeda Molina

excelente canción

Jorge De Bracamonte

Han pasado muchos años, y es una realidad, el Dark Metal existe.

Moortis Burzum

Este due mi primer cassette de black.
Muy bueno muy buena banda

rogerio costa

escuto esse era do samael incansavelmente ....que trapaço...

Carlos Augusto Henao

excelente album superrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

Lilian Raquel Grajeda Molina

Genial gracias amigo

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