In the distance I hear the laments of a soulThe
L'espace vide laisse place au néant le plus infertile. Il
Welcome in a world of moralityOf valours, of joy, of
Standing alone in the deepest void of hellBurning chaos as
Time has come, my sonTo open your eyes To watch
So loud are his screams -memory must die So heavy
Part I : APORETIC LOVEI am the mighty sun when
The remote valley of my life was haunted by faceless
Curse of ages that surrounds me nowPaintings depicting nightmares absurdsI
Far before timeStarted to doom us allWater could melt steel.From
A memory so cold now, as I weep on your
Plus triste que la pierre, la fleur du mal.Oh rage
« Je suis la fille du désespoir, la maladie mortelle,Une
I see through a veil, a mirror for the lightAnd
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