| L’espace vide laisse place au néant le plus infertile.
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| Il ne reste rien de nos espoirs de salut.
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| Ce grondement est celui du rien:
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| bruit sourd d’une stérilité définitive…
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| A la limite du pire, d’un bonheur intolérable…
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| Eros s'éloigne et pourtant je sens encore sa présence.
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| The breath of life seems so far away no more illusion,
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| I have to see the face of emptyness,
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| the colour of chaos Passionless visions of pure destruction
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| Believe in me
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| This plague, loveless, complete nihilism closes the gate of time
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| believe in me
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| End of time
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| End of light
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| Pleasure and suffering become putrefied dreams
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| I feel no more the caress of life
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| Le silence perdure dans son emprise égoiste et pourtant je crois
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| dicerner un faible soupir
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| My eyes need a new substance
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| My ears reject their lethargy
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| Blood have to run again
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| Blood have to run again
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| I’m nothing but I feel the spirit of the being
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| I’m nothing but hope embraces my bones
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| The caress of the light, the end of the night
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| I’m waiting for the dawn Believe in me
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| His hands are trembling, his will is pure weakness Fire has to be set
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| believe in me
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| May they stay in their abyss waiting for their existence
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| Pathetic souls and regrets
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| I laught as they fall I don’t believe in him And I just believe in me
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| Ante persistence, something is near
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| Despite its absence
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| It’s allready there
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| ante persistence, something is near |