They say that knowledge is a weapon
And ignorance is a big ass fucking dildo
They sharpened their blades on slow brains and supersized egos
Their knightly act is a bloody fraud
King's sword lays deep in the people's rock
They swore five billion peace and plenty
Turned seven into junkies with greed and gluttony
Now twelve billion crowd this celestial rock
And they keep up the good work, like they don't give a fuck


Bees are dead, plants need sexual assistance
Eden has turned to sand in an instant

Melted ice had the oceans rise,

Fear the mice, kill the rats, 'cause medieval plagues are back



Soon humanity's trial will begin

Will the snake be a scapegoat once again ?
Will the eyes stay sealed face to the blood spilt ?
There is no innocence, only 50 shades of guilt


Who fell for their tricks ? Who thought it legit ?

Who funded this shit ? Who's fucking hands are clean ?
Who fell for their tricks ? Who thought it legit ?
There is no innocence


The Horn is empty, resources are rare
They're licking ivory for crumbs to spare their despair
People are scared, they're fucking wiggling, crawling like insects
They think planting three trees will avoid the tempest
They're trying so hard it's laughable, hoping for a miracle


From fear to hate, the trial starts today
The fall begins, wings are ablaze
They'll cheer their states, the trial starts today
The fall begins, it's fucking checkmate

We will not fast for the one that has smashed us
We will not cast away a glorious past just
become preys, the beasts will not harass us
We ain’t slaves, we’re the fucking masters
We will not bow, we won’t bend under the weeping willow’s whiplashes
Our heart aches but we won’t hide flayed backs under pine jackets
We haven’t kicked the bucket

Like the phoenix, we don’t just pass away
We prevail, the eggs lay in the ashes
Dig out the hatchet, we’ll level the surface
Here comes the hatching, we’ll pour this planet a concrete grave

We’re Survivors, we’re the future

We’re the builders of the new eden
For the elders, for ancestors

Glory comes with our bleeding
We’re Survivors, we’re the future
We’re the builders of the new eden
For the elders, for ancestors

Glory comes with our bleeding




To Mankind we give our newborns
Feel the earth shake, hear the masses grow
we’ll build babel from climes to core
No puny lord can break us anymore


We shall rise as one, hear the masses grow
We’re the monsters that outsmarted frankenstein
We’re the fucking golems outliving the rabbi
We’ll never feel again, never feel the hard blow of a bitter end
Together we’re unbreakable, we shall rise as one
and one shall rise above, relieve us from the burdens
Wearing crown and glove, rule on the castle
for the greater good, reign on the simple
in the name of god
We shall rise for one, serve praize, kneel
become the slaves in the fields, soldiers on the siege
Together we’re expendable, we shall die for one

Dark times will be legend, sons will forget our demons
Dark times will be legend, And it will all start again

History is a fucking circle
From day one we’ve been savages
They’re all fucking savages
I’ll always be a savage

Au jour de fête de ma tête
Le soleil éblouit mes rêves
Je vois la rose et le muguet
Danser au feu de ma gaieté

Brûlent les jours dans un sourire

Couleurs odeurs tout avive
La flamme tendre de ma vie
Le parfum voluptueux des jours
Etourdit le cœur de mes sens

Brûlent les jours dans un sourire

Pourquoi pleurer quand la vie va
Le noir destin dort sur la rive
Et passe la barque de mon trépasPremier arrêt vers la dérive

Brûlent les jours dans un sourire

Et je rame vers l’au-delà Une rame ici et une rame là
Avec la crainte de la fiancée
Désordonnée mais décidée
Une flamme lèche ma joie
Où irai-je si ce n’est là
Où reposent tous les sans foi
Dans le lit du Nirvana
FEAST DAY

The day of my head’s feast day
My dreams are dazzled by the sun
I see the rose and the lily of the valley
Dancing to the fire of my joy
The days are burning in a smile

Colours and smells brighten
The tender flame of my life
The voluptuous perfume of my days
Makes dizzy the heart of my senses

Why cry when life is ok
The dark destiny sleeps on the bank
And the barque of my demise passes by

And I row towards the hereafter
An oar here and a oar there
With the dread of the betrothed
Disoriented but determined

A flame licks at my joy
Where will I go if not there
Where all the faithless lie in repose
In the bed of Nirvana

Le vagabond traîne sa bouteille
Il traîne son chien et son mégot
Il traîne une vie qui est la sienne


Poussière, poussière


Chauffe le vin de sa bouteille
Chauffe le feu de son mégot
Chauffe la vie de son vieux chien


Poussière, poussière


Quand vient la nuit puis le sommeil
La peur se glisse sous la peau
Gratte la plaie où dort sa peine

Poussière, poussière


Specks of dust

The vagabond drags his bottle
He drags his dog and his stub
He drags a life which is his own

Dust, dust
Heat the wine of his bottle
Heat the fire of his stub
Heat the life of his old dog

Dust, dust
Sleep escapes as the night comes
Fear slips under the skin
Scratches the wounds
where sleeps the pain
Dust, dust

Je me consume, pschitt,
Légères comme l’air
Des poussières se détachent
Et s’envolent dans le vent


Je m’évapore, pschitt,
Transparents invisibles
Les fluides de mon corps
S’élèvent dans le vent


Je m’évanouie, pschitt,
Les souvenirs s’effacent
Balayés par des jours

Que ne n’ai pas comptés


Je me retire, pschitt,
Du vieux monde furieux,
Insouciant invisible
Mon être s’éparpille


I am tapering out, pschhh
As light as air
Specks of dusk are released
And fly away in the wind


I am evaporating, pschhh
Transparent invisible
My body fluids
Are lifted in the wind

I am fainting, pschhh

Memories fade
Swept by the days
Which I haven’t counted

I am retiring pschhh
From this furious old world
Careless invisible
My being is dispersed

Male humming

Male humming

Male humming