So arm yourself when it's time to fight for what you think is right Your wits won't dodge all the hits The strength you posses won't always stand the test Everyone has fallen to their knees So now while you can put on the full armor and take your sta
In times of darkness, fear and pain All seems dark, unwavering, unchanged The war is long, the end unseen But, the darkest hour is just before dawn Endure hardships as discipline to strengthen your heart Stand tall and head strong, protect your light
I watch in wonder with racing heart and shaking hand At the beauty of this form so delicate a creation But at the same time fragile and weak that all eyes can see The illusion of strength Is quickly dispelled as It's all destroyed with whisper and br
Hark to Roualt's white insanity, Clowns in drag concealing vanity, This is hardly Paradise, We're still in search of petty scorn. Images so dead in mourning, Clap and cheer the man performing, This is hardly Paradise, We're still in search of petty s
Midnight, imposing suspicion Unaware, part of the grand design Lines have blurred Now return out into the world A fit of rage, the dagger's blade Kickstarts the massacre Straight divide, left to die Err of foolish youth The water's black No turning b
Chant d'Automne : Sous la lune d'un soir d'automne Dans une clairière secrète Chante la belle Dame Fée Elle chante les mystères Les ombres et la beauté Et tout autour ils l'écoutent Bientôt l'hiver sera là Etendant son froid linceul Et Dame Fée parti
"... kiss the corpse, the blessed sigh, enter the garden of the night. "亲吻尸体,这受祝福的叹息,进入夜的花园 Shed a tear, suspended in fear ... Every soul is starving here ..." 流点眼泪,停止恐惧.所有灵魂都在这里挨饿." The silence of the graves is not silent at all: 坟墓的寂
We are instruments of evil we come straight from hell We're the legions of the demons that are haunting for the kill Cathedrals are now cemeteries doom is all you see We have come to take the world and give you misery We are pestilent and contaminate
Quand les feuilles tombent dans les rues sombres, sur nos pas. Et quand en pleins jours tout tourne cours et tout s'éteint. Tout va trop vite, le dernier amour en fuite... À cause de l'automne, je te quitte Vivre en aquarium me rend triste Si je fuis