---

Exhort our last weakness
To re-baptize our soul
Mark our flesh
Of our last pains

Lost between boredom and celebration of our end
Twisting between void and illusion
Paradox of our soul, we stay linked to the last light
We forgot something before we left

Between dawn and twilight a usual day
From twilight to dawn a too short night
End with it by our suicide
Here is no more taste

Last child of a stillborn hope
Last parent of a grotesque crusade
Last ancestor before laughing again
Last ghost in front of the eternal

Solve the mystery of life
By our suicide
End with it
Here is no more taste

We'll give birth to children seeing own far was the carnage
They'll be our eyes on this so awaited apocalypse
They'll be our screams when they'll perish under the flame
They'll be our last insanity

Last child of a stillborn hope
Last parent of a grotesque crusade
Last ancestor before laughing again
Last ghost in front of the eternal

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.