Haunted and scared, seeking the shelter of a cave, we crawled down a burrow
Down below, remains of a fallen world, signs of the elders and carved on iron plates, a three ray sun

Curious and hungry for treasures of the past we crawled deeper, and deeper, and deeper and at the earth’s core we met the divine

Eyes rise to the sky, we're terrified
Two sun shine, our paths divide
Cherish the vine or the artifact
Witness the gods comeback

We scan the climes

Look around
Look around and see the ruins of our past glory
Have we forgotten ? Have we become this weak ?
Will we kneel, accept defeat ?
Are we but ghosts of a lost humanity ?
Fuck no, Fuck the horn, Fuck the willow
Chaos must be reformed
We’ve lost a battle but the war’s still on
We’ve bit the dust but we shall rise as one

we’re walking on a rope, above
above the void we stand alone
we’ve been going backwards this whole time
taking future blows from behind
one day we’ll fall

cut the trunk roots will still grow
flowers blossom through the snow
now we’re walking on a rope
we can choke it with smoke
life will prevail

Utopia must burn
We are the ones that did not ascend
Untouched by light, Unburnt by flames
All hail the liver and the snake

We’ve been given a second chance, a fresh start
A blank page to lay down the words of our new civilization
We must claim back our throne at the top of evolution
Join the symbiosis, accept absolution
We must bring back the golden age
We are but a link in life’s mighty chain
We will not live like beasts
Mankind’s fortune doesn’t grow on trees
This utopia is a fucking deceit
why should we take the path of failed men
why should we return to the wolf’s den
we need a change of scale

Make this world great again, or make it right
Build walls, divide the land, or unite

Tes mots sont froids
Ton corps meurtri

Ton âme vive.

Tes cris frappaient

L'indifférence
de la nuit sourde,

Ils se perdaient

Dans ta douleur

Anéantis.

À chaque coup

Tu t'enlisais

Dans un abîme

Où ton corps nu

N'existait plus

Que pour l'infâme.

Le feu odieux

De tes entrailles

Était le cœur
De ton silence.

Et tu rêvais

Aux jours dorés

De ton enfance

Émerveillée,

Quand la caresse

D'une main douce

Et maternelle

Effleurait tendre

Ta chevelure

Ma sœur

Ton cœur est mort

Ton âme vive

Tes mots sont froids,

Et tu respires

La corp d'albâtre

De cet enfant

Miroir brisé

De ta douleur

Et de ton cœur

Ma sœur

MY SISTER

Your words are cold

Your body wounding

Your soul alive.

Your cries strook

The indifférence

Of the deafness of the night

They got lost

In the pain
annihilated

With every blow

You sank

Into an abyss

Where your naked body

Only existed

For the infamous

And you were dreaming

Of the golden days

Of your wondrous childhood

When the caress

Of a soft and maternal hand

Tenderly brushed against

Your hair

My sister

Your heart is dead

Your soul alive
Your words are cold

And you breath in

The alabaster body

Of this child

The broken mirror

Of your pain

And of your heart