Seul, Face au Sinistre 歌词
| 歌曲 | Seul, Face au Sinistre |
| 歌手 | Dark Sanctuary |
| 专辑 | Vie Ephemere[Single] |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| "Les flammes de ces bougies, | |
| Répercutant leurs visages | |
| sur ce mur inerte... | |
| Construction humaine | |
| Sur laquelle, Jadis, | |
| Fut projeté du sang... | |
| Fut projeté mon sang... | |
| Ô, Flammes Ancestrales | |
| Sans misère, ni sensibilité... | |
| Sans larmes, ni rires | |
| Mais pourtant si réelles" | |
| Puis ce sang, stagnant... | |
| Déroutant l'isthme | |
| De cet encéphale errant, | |
| Perdu dans le néant... | |
| Mais qu'apporterait le néant, | |
| Si ce n'est une nouvelle vie, | |
| Face à cette entaille grandissante, | |
| Qu'est la frémissante mort humaine... | |
| Qu'est ce que la délivrance, | |
| Issue morbide et mystique, | |
| Laissant place au vide glacial, | |
| Et probablement à un précipice... | |
| Tel ce sang, stagnant... Fuyant la cohérence, | |
| Divisant les sens, Perturbant l'ataraxie... | |
| [Translation] | |
| [Alone In Front of Nothingness] | |
| [Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre Cÿr] | |
| "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] |
| " Les flammes de ces bougies, | |
| Re percutant leurs visages | |
| sur ce mur inerte... | |
| Construction humaine | |
| Sur laquelle, Jadis, | |
| Fut projete du sang... | |
| Fut projete mon sang... | |
| , Flammes Ancestrales | |
| Sans mise re, ni sensibilite... | |
| Sans larmes, ni rires | |
| Mais pourtant si re elles" | |
| Puis ce sang, stagnant... | |
| De routant l' isthme | |
| De cet ence phale errant, | |
| Perdu dans le ne ant... | |
| Mais qu' apporterait le ne ant, | |
| Si ce n' est une nouvelle vie, | |
| Face a cette entaille grandissante, | |
| Qu' est la fre missante mort humaine... | |
| Qu' est ce que la de livrance, | |
| Issue morbide et mystique, | |
| Laissant place au vide glacial, | |
| Et probablement a un pre cipice... | |
| Tel ce sang, stagnant... Fuyant la cohe 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 |
| " Les flammes de ces bougies, | |
| Ré percutant leurs visages | |
| sur ce mur inerte... | |
| Construction humaine | |
| Sur laquelle, Jadis, | |
| Fut projeté du sang... | |
| Fut projeté mon sang... | |
| , Flammes Ancestrales | |
| Sans misè re, ni sensibilité... | |
| Sans larmes, ni rires | |
| Mais pourtant si ré elles" | |
| Puis ce sang, stagnant... | |
| Dé routant l' isthme | |
| De cet encé phale errant, | |
| Perdu dans le né ant... | |
| Mais qu' apporterait le né ant, | |
| Si ce n' est une nouvelle vie, | |
| Face à cette entaille grandissante, | |
| Qu' est la fré missante mort humaine... | |
| Qu' est ce que la dé livrance, | |
| Issue morbide et mystique, | |
| Laissant place au vide glacial, | |
| Et probablement à un pré cipice... | |
| Tel ce sang, stagnant... Fuyant la cohé 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 |
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