Luyện nghe bài hát La Mort Avant Le Déshonneur

[Music by Arkdae, by Sombre Cr]

"Cette douleur ineffable l'incision profonde,
Ne reprsente dsormais banale ecchymose
Face mon mal crbral jour croissant.

Je pensais me de mes malheurs, de mes tourments,
Mais chaque jour une de plus se formait autour de mon c?ur,
sans autant, m'apporter de rponse...

Je n'ai pu combattre cet idal, cette forteresse,
J'ai perdu tout espoir ce grand difice, empiriquement inaccessible...

Jour aprs jour, ma raison disparu, place au dsespoir,
Et la de l'empire pour lequel j'aurais tant voulu combattre.

Je prfre mourir que de voir cette socit
Prendre la que j'ai toujours rejete...

Je n'ai d'autres solutions que de partir seul,
esseul,
Plut't que de rester ici bas, me morfondre mon chec."

[Death Dishonour]

by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre Cr]

This ineffable -the deep incision-
Now only represents a common
Compared to my ever-growing damage

I thought I would get emptied of my wretchedness and
But each day a new scar appeared around my
Yet granting me any answer...

I couldn't fight for this ideal, for fortress,
I lost all hope in front of this edifice, empirically unreachable...

Day after day my was disappearing,
Leaving room for
And for the fall of the for which
I would have so much to fight.

I prefer to die instead of witnessing
Take the I had always rejected...

I have no other solution than of going away, voluntarily alone,
Instead of staying down here, for my failure...

[Translated from french by