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Festin d'entrailles
04:59
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2. |
Entretien avec la bête
04:33
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Sous le regard d’acier du cyclope de métal
Mon tremblement marque me semble bien banal
Les souvenir envies d’une vie sentimental
Viennent maintenant troubler cette discussion finale
Le regard menaçant abondamment charge
De noir ressentiment viennent pour me hanté
Les regrets qu’on ressent sans avoir pus ce venger
La haine me pourris le sang, quelle infecte cruauté!
Sa réponse se fait vite. Très violente et perçante
La réponse que mérite cette discussion troublante
Mais c’est moi qui l’invite. Dramatique et pressante
Dans le cadre de ce rite. Postérité sanglante
Et puis il faut faire vite car la vie se fait lassante
Dernier entretien avec la bête!
Dans ce silence d’or
Que le temps peut être long
Toise de l’arme de mort
De sont unique œil bien rond
Faut pas regarder derrière et faut pas regarder devant
Vais-je aller en enfer? J’aimais la vie pourtant
Peut pas retourner en arrière, fallait penser avant
Mais quel destin amer dans mes mains qui m’attend
Entretien avec la bête
Le cyclope est immortel
Monstre noir, rien ne l’arrête
Le cyclope est éternel!
Les flots écarlates soulignent le temps qui fuit
Bousillant mes pensées et ce qu’il reste de ma vie
Chuchotement mortel déclic qui ralentit
Son cri se fait entendre et puis tout est fini
Faut pas regarder derrière et faut pas regarder devant
Vais-je aller en enfer? J’aimais la vie pourtant
Peut pas retourner en arrière, fallait penser avant
Mais quel destin amer dans mes mains qui m’attend?
Entretien avec la bête
Le cyclope est immortel
Monstre noir, rien ne l’arrête
Le cyclope est éternel!
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3. |
Four more years
04:43
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Listen to them
Praise the system
Your decency
Futility
Heed the word
What’s important
Remains silence
Lose forever
Once it’s over
Heed the word
Beautiful lights and fireworks, thunderous applause
To bury the sound of dying morality
Convictions and policies seize the day as
What matters are set aside – for another four years
See no evil
Hear no evil
Speak no evil
Used the spotlight
Forgot what’s right
Ballot is in
Victorious grin
Heed the word
Moon is offered
Then nothing’s heard
Promise better
Drunk with power
Heed the word
Fight the temptation to believe campaign speeches
And trust to hope in nothing – for another four years
Four years of lobbies and bribes
Four years of scheming and lies
Thousand voices harmonize begging for a
Shred of respect and dignity, no one will be hear
Dissonance speaks out Fall in line as
Critical issues are ignored – for another four years
Four years of lobbies and bribes
Four years of scheming and lies
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4. |
Blackened pages
03:55
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Live forever
Live forever
In book scripted god
I’ll just write my own so gather ‘round
Trade my words – for you soul
Godly craft
Quill so black
Ink my plan
Ruins of man
Blackened pages
Spewed chapters
Cracking laughters
Spiting curses
Venom verses
Blackened pages
Stealing faces
Through the ages
Blackened pages
Fallen scribe, cryptic will
Apocalypse will be the new beginning
Genesis, broken dreams
Desecrating all you believe in
Psalm so crude
Faith subdued
Your false idol
True immortals
Stealing faces
Through the ages
Blackened pages
Live forever
Live forever
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5. |
Méphisto
03:27
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Alors que par une sombre époque
D’une calomnie sans issue
Même les plus pieux s’en moquent
Un marché point mal reçu
Piètre est le mendiant qui refuse
L’offre quoique semblant impure
L’entente accroit l’espoir qui s’use
Qui vaut surement une signature
Légende certes trop réelle
Qui arrive en plein malheur
Promesses des choses les plus belles
Dont personne ne sort vainqueur
Enfer de plastique
Et microtechnique
Répond aux désirs
Pour bien en finir
Possession brulante
L’avarice consumante
L’âme perdue redemandera
Et lui appartiendra
Or, les besoin ce font sentir
Et les sous-fifres viennent punir
L’élan d’enthousiasme commercial
D’une simple dance infernal
Et le temps de la pauvrette
Reprend de façon endiablée
Car méphisto attend
Pour entendre les cris déments
Mais le mal est déjà fait
L’infernal monarque s’esclaffe
Et la misère qui lui plait
Plus qu’accumuler les esclaves
Quel bon diable, une aide charmante
Qui avale d’une gueule béante
Maitre et esclave à tour de rôle
Posséder l’objet qui te contrôle
Mais qu’est-ce donc l’appartenance
Lorsqu’on termine en souffrance
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6. |
Fear tomorrow
02:54
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Living in fear of the future
Being anew a life of pulses
Log in to your daily routine
Reflex response what’s the difference
Cry out, nothing, no sound, now
Learning the fear of days to come
Breathing, living, instincts, loving
All small things so trivial
Join us
Interface is activated
Ready for the great transfer
Transmission: radio silence
Join us
Live through the great corruption
Clockwork tics, the time it passes
Memory discharge just in time
Loading the command sequence
The vector movement relation
Through green line infected vision
The new you, much better than you
Remade of nothingness
Remade of nothingness
Fear tomorrow
Waking was it just a dream?
Nightmare prophecies
Of the time to come
The fear
Marching, robotic creations
Grey and sinister
Interactive drones
Better
The end of all living minds
Vision without taste
The bleak times to come
The fear
Reaching, reaching out for me
Void of empathy
Life as we know it
It’s gone
Flawless machine army
Kingdom in binary
Static winds of prophecy
Bring forth the grey decree
Learning the fear of days to come
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7. |
Prologue to our demise
04:33
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Wake up – now’s the time to begin
Our walk – through the mud and the dirt
The grave – that we dig ourselves in
It’s our – last achievement on earth
In the end, with execution in sight
Writing a premise to the firing team
In the end everyone waits for a sign
Then the silence is brutal and obscene
Mediocrity has a price
The prologue to our demise
The execution has begun
Our last wish is to hold the gun
March on – to the beat of our drums
In line with the rest of your kind
Face down – as the new order comes
Onward – and we leave all behind
In the end only actions speak clearly
The deeds of our past remain to be paid
In the end all mistakes are paid dearly
But this time... shouldn’t be afraid
Mediocrity has a price
The prologue to our demise
The execution has begun
Our last wish is to hold the gun
In the end, we all fall to pieces
Bodies and ideals falling like flies
In the end we shall rest in pieces
Writing the prologue to our own demise
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Insurrection Gatineau, Québec
Death metal band from Gatineau, Quebec, Canada
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