(Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre C?r)

"Les flammes de ces bougies,
R?percutant leurs visages
sur ce mur inerte...
Construction humaine
Sur laquelle, Jadis,
Fut projet? du sang...
Fut projet? mon sang...

?, Flammes Ancestrales
Sans mis?re, ni sensibilit?...
Sans larmes, ni rires
Mais pourtant si r?elles"

Puis ce sang, stagnant...
D?routant l'isthme
De cet enc?phale errant,
Perdu dans le n?ant...

Mais qu'apporterait le n?ant,
Si ce n'est une nouvelle vie,
Face ? cette entaille grandissante,
Qu'est la fr?missante mort humaine...

Qu'est ce que la d?livrance,
Issue morbide et mystique,
Laissant place au vide glacial,
Et probablement ? un pr?cipice...

Tel ce sang, stagnant... Fuyant la coh?rence,
Divisant les sens, Perturbant l'ataraxie...

(Translation)

(Alone In Front of Nothingness)

(Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre C?r)

"The flames of these candles,
Reflecting their faces
On this inert wall...
Human construction
On which once
Blood was thrown...
On which my blood was thrown...

Oh, ancestral flames
Deprived of misery, or sensibility...
Deprived of tears, or laughter...
But yet so real . "

And this stagnant blood...
Sending astray the isthmus
Of this wandering encephallus,
Lost in nothingness...

But what else would bring nothingness
But a new life,
In front of this increasing wound,
Which the rustling human death is...

What is deliverance,
Morbid and mystical outlet,
Leaving place for the icy void,
And perhaps for a precipice...

Like this stagnant blood...
Fleeing from coherence,
Dividing the senses,
Disturbing ataraxia...

(Translated from french by Aries)