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  • Текст песни Dark Sanctuary - Seul, Face Au Sinistre

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    На этой странице находится текст песни Dark Sanctuary - Seul, Face Au Sinistre, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    "Les flammes de ces bougies,
    RГѓВ©percutant leurs visages
    sur ce mur inerte...
    Construction humaine
    Sur laquelle, Jadis,
    Fut projetГѓВ© du sang...
    Fut projetГѓВ© mon sang...

    Ô, Flammes Ancestrales
    Sans misГѓВЁre, ni sensibilitГѓВ©...
    Sans larmes, ni rires
    Mais pourtant si rГѓВ©elles"

    Puis ce sang, stagnant...
    DГѓВ©routant l'isthme
    De cet encГѓВ©phale errant,
    Perdu dans le nГѓВ©ant...

    Mais qu'apporterait le nГѓВ©ant,
    Si ce n'est une nouvelle vie,
    Face ГѓВ cette entaille grandissante,
    Qu'est la frГѓВ©missante mort humaine...

    Qu'est ce que la dГѓВ©livrance,
    Issue morbide et mystique,
    Laissant place au vide glacial,
    Et probablement ГѓВ un prГѓВ©cipice...

    Tel ce sang, stagnant... Fuyant la cohГѓВ©rence,
    Divisant les sens, Perturbant l'ataraxie...

    [Translation]

    [Alone In Front of Nothingness]

    [Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre CГѓВїr]

    "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...

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    " The flames of the candles,
    © RГѓВ hitting their faces
    this inert wall ...
    human construction
    On which , Jadis ,
    © projetГѓВ was blood ...
    © projetГѓВ was my blood ...

    Ô flames Ancestral
    Without misГѓВЁre or sensibilitГѓВ © ...
    Without tears or laughter
    Yet if they rГѓВ © "

    Then blood, stagnant ...
    © DГѓВ routing the isthmus
    This encГѓВ © phale wandering
    Lost in nГѓВ © ant ...

    But what would bring nГѓВ © ant ,
    If this is a new life,
    ГѓВ face this growing notch ,
    What the frГѓВ © missante human death ...

    What is dГѓВ © livrance ,
    Issue morbid and mystical,
    Leaving empty cold place ,
    And probably a prГѓВ ГѓВ © precipice ...

    As this blood ... Fleeing the stagnant cohГѓВ © rence ,
    Dividing sense Disturbing ataraxia ...

    [ Translation ]

    [ Alone In Front of Nothingness ]

    [Music by Arkdae , Lyrics by Dark CГѓВїr ]

    "The flames of candles thesis ,
    Reflecting Their faces
    On this inert wall ...
    Human Construction
    All which we once
    Blood WAS thrown ...
    All which is my blood WAS thrown ...

    Oh, ancestral flames
    Deprived of misery , or sensibility ...
    Deprived of tears , or laughter ...
    Goal yet so real . "

    And this stagnant blood ...
    Sending astray the isthmus
    Of this wandering encephallus ,
    Lost in nothingness ...

    Would purpose what else bring nothingness
    But a new life ,
    In front of this Increasing wound ,
    Which is the rustling human death ...

    What is deliverance ,
    Morbid and mystical outlet ,
    Leaving room for the icy void ,
    Perhaps for a precipice and ...

    Like this stagnant blood ...
    Fleeing from coherence ,
    Dividing the senses ,
    Disturbing ataraxia ...

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