C'est Un Univers Morne à L'horizon Plombé,
Où Nagent Dans La Nuit L'horreur Et Le Blasphème;**


Alone I Wander Through Asphalt Reign
Drinking My Own Tears
Where Only Torment Reminds Me
I Still Keep My Life


So I Submerge Into The Darkest Regions
Of Horror And Pain
Silent Screams Surround Concrete Veins
Sounds Of Forgotten Heartaches
Crumble A Thousand Days
Where Irremediable Flows Time


No More Self Betrayals
Shall Surpass Within The Mind
For I Walk Through These Lands
Losing All But Not My Dreams


Cest Un Pays Plus Nu Que La Terre Polaire
NI Bêtes, NI Rousseaux, NI Verdure, NI Bois. **


Alone I Wander Through Asphalt Reign
Drinking My Own Tears
Where Only Torment Reminds Me
I Still Keep My Life


Stand Immersed In Gray
Though Dull And Stained
We Shall Plead For Freedom
And Light The Paradise Of Our Dreams.


** Baudelaire, Les Fleurs Du Mal.