Besedila: Dark Sanctuary. Les Larmes Du Méprisé.

[Music by Hylgaryss, Lyrics by Sombre CA?r]

D'autres larmes chaudes,
De ce corps seul,
Suintaient d'un ?il de marbre...
D'un ?il fissurA©...

Fendu par la lumiA?re,
A? combien cruelle...
De toute une vie passA©e,
A chercher l'obscuritA©...

D'autres larmes chaudes,
De cet A?tre oubliA©
Coulaient comme pour fuir
La mort venant...

Telles des gouttes de pluie,
Fuyant l'orage,
Fuyant la foudre d'un dieu,
Certes, en colA?re,
Mais bien impuissant
Face au courage
D'un A?tre usA© par la vie...

Les muscles se tendaient, se bloquaient...
Sans nervositA© aucune, comme s'ils savaient...
Comme s'ils attendaient l'instant prA©sent...
Depuis de longs moments...

Le sang prenait peur et se concentrait,
AuprA?s d'un c?ur sans regrets...
Sans remords aucun...
AuprA?s d'un c?ur
oubliA© par la vie...
HaA?ssant ce fluide, (ce sang)
Qui fait vivre les humains...

L'?il de marbre brillait,
malgrA© la tristesse de la scA?ne
L'?il de marbre admirait,
Le miroir face A  lui...
Le reflet d'un corps qui le porta
Ces annA©es durant...

Oubliant la douleur infligA©e, la honte apportA©e...
Fuyant le passA© regrettA© , autant que l'avenir reniA©...

[Translation]

[Tears of the One Despised...]

[Music by Hylgaryss, Lyrics by Sombre CA?r]

Other warm tears,
This lone body's,

Were oozing from a marble eye...
From a fissured eye...

Cracked by the light
-Oh, how cruel !-
Of a whole life spent
Searching for darkness...

Other warm tears,
This forgotten being's,
Were running as to flee

From the coming death...

As drops of rain,
Fleeing from the storm,
Fleeing from the thunderbolt of a god,
Angry indeed,
But still powerless
Before the courage of a being
That life had worn away...

Muscles were stretching, blocking...
Without any nervousness, as if they knew...
As if they had been waiting for this very moment
For a long time...

Blood got scared and was concentrating
Around a regretless heart...
Deprived of any remorse...
Around a heart
That had been neglected by life...
Hating that fluid -that blood-
Which makes humans live...

The marble eye was sparkling,
Despite the sadness of the scene
The marble eye was admiring,
In front of the mirror...
The reflection of a body that
Had carried him all these years...

Forgetting the pain inflected, the shame brought...
Fleeing from the regretted past
As much as from the denied future...

[Translated from french by Aries]