[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Cr]
"Cette douleur ineffable qu'est profonde, Ne reprsente dsormais qu'une ecchymose Face mon mal crbral jour croissant.
Je pensais me de mes malheurs, de mes tourments, Mais chaque jour une cicatrice de plus se formait de mon c?ur, sans pour autant, de rponse...
Je n'ai pu pour cet idal, cette forteresse, J'ai tout espoir face ce grand difice, empiriquement inaccessible...
Jour aprs jour, ma disparu, laissant place au dsespoir, Et la de l'empire pour lequel j'aurais tant voulu combattre.
Je prfre mourir plut't que de voir cette Prendre la que j'ai toujours rejete...
Je d'autres solutions que celle de partir seul, esseul, Plut't que de rester ici bas, me morfondre mon chec."
[Death Dishonour]
[Music by Arkdae, by Sombre Cr]
This ineffable -the deep incision- Now represents a common wound Compared to my brain damage
I thought I would get emptied of my and torments But each day a new appeared around my heart Yet granting me any answer...
I fight for this ideal, for this fortress, I lost all in front of this huge edifice, empirically unreachable...
Day day my reason was disappearing, Leaving room for And for the fall of the for which I would have so liked to fight.
I prefer to die instead of society Take the I had always rejected...
I have no other solution than that of going away, alone, Instead of down here, lamenting for my failure...
[Translated from by Aries]