suis plus autonome, j'attends ton jugement dernier Tu sors les griffes, oui tu veux m'affecter Si je vacille, me laissera tu tomber? Ou fera tu une danse macabre
all my friends are skeletons dulcimers and chariots prayers to God, oh prayers to God hammers for our hollowed heads oh you had such big, big plans swallowed
As years go by I have learned to understand Mankind has to die Elimination until the end Misanthropy consuming my mind Misanthropy consuming my heart
midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre
It is so amusing To see you clap your hands To some else's tune So pleasant to hear you speak Words created by others Quite easy to follow Another person
As we march through the cities of conquered lands A feeling of power Takes over our minds When we see the enemies' fate Upon our hands So difficult to
Oblivion Fill the goblet again! For I never before Felt the glow which now gladdens my heart: my heart to its core Let us drink! Who would not? Since
Death in midsummer There is true beauty in all that dies Nothing lasts forever...I know Dreams, hopes, life itself Slipping through my fingers Slipping
All who still remain Are leaving their shelter One by one The King leads his court The sun seeks it's own reflection On their clothes that shine like
Perversity, lust, decadence Mankind's prior frustration My mind hardly can comprehend Mating the sole destination This decline of romanticism I do regret
I created light, the earth and the sea But who is that fragile creature That dares to challenge me? This paradise I made was perfect by all means All
tone For she deceived many a lady Who all have danced The Dance Of Death Danse Danse Danse Macabre Danse Danse Danse Macabre Danse Danse Danse Macabre Danse
Blood red skies like a messenger of doom Skeletons on parade in villages on fire Divine maidens suffering from the plague Apocalypse my friend put these
As in Homer's Iliad causing Paris' spleen The fall of mighty Troy caused by ingenious scheme Approaching people applying a similar strategy The notorious
Like a forgotten paradise As if refused by father time My land can be found Under a clouded grey sky Walking the eternal landscapes As painted by our
We promised to make a difference, you and I Both still young, feeling smart Now in the light of this shaded lamp I can almost see your smile Dreamt of
Did you know which way we went? Fast ways and many burning hills I cannot tell you which way we went That's where I've lost you Realise it now But
Down by the well There I shall meet Thee An orchid in your hair The well near the olive tree And our sole place to meet Alas only brief Our patriarchs
