Exhort our last weakness To re-baptize our soul Mark our flesh Of our last pains
Lost between boredom and celebration of our end Twisting between void and illusion Paradox of our soul, we stay linked to the last light We forgot something before we left
Between dawn and twilight a usual day From twilight to dawn a too short night End with it by our suicide Here is no more taste
Last child of a stillborn hope Last parent of a grotesque crusade Last ancestor before laughing again Last ghost in front of the eternal
Solve the mystery of life By our suicide End with it Here is no more taste
We'll give birth to children seeing own far was the carnage They'll be our eyes on this so awaited apocalypse They'll be our screams when they'll perish under the flame They'll be our last insanity
Last child of a stillborn hope Last parent of a grotesque crusade Last ancestor before laughing again Last ghost in front of the eternal