Luyện nghe bài hát La Mort Avant Le Déshonneur

[Music by Arkdae, by Sombre Cr]

"Cette douleur ineffable l'incision profonde,
Ne dsormais qu'une banale ecchymose
Face mon mal chaque jour croissant.

Je me vider de mes malheurs, de mes tourments,
Mais chaque jour une cicatrice de plus se autour de mon c?ur,
sans pour autant, de rponse...

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

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

Je prfre mourir plut't que de voir socit
la forme que j'ai toujours rejete...

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

[Death Dishonour]

by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre Cr]

This ineffable pain -the deep
Now only represents a common
to my ever-growing brain damage

I I would get emptied of my wretchedness and torments
But each day a new appeared around my heart
Yet without me any answer...

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

Day day my reason was disappearing,
Leaving for despair
And for the of the empire for which
I would have so liked to fight.

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

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

from french by Aries]