L'empire Du Coté Obscur

The dark monarch arrives and spreads
His power, the shadow's might settles
No, don't resist, don't fight
Don't turn away from the hand reaching out to you
Or I'll explore the kingdom of your fears
Become the dictator to better dominate you
There, you become reasonable, that's good
Yes, fall under the spell for a better tomorrow
For the rebels, the force is too strong
I sweep these little Ewoks like the wind sweeps dead leaves
The undecided are warned, they should beware
Of the only star blending into the night
The bastion of the underworld of the country in action
The energy released generates such attraction
That finally all eyes turn towards it
To realize that hope emerges from the darkness
A part of every man, the force manipulates
It only takes a little for the being to tip over
Let the blind's eyes open, let them behold
Mars, from the dark side, the temple
Don't be afraid, open your heart to me, come to the Emperor
Feel the warmth of the obscurity, it's your time
To join the army of shadow warriors
Don't you feel your light side succumbing
It's your destiny, why resist it
Without effort, I'll break the locks of your will
Be the host in the purest darkness of the Emperor
And wear the colors of the dark side

Chorus
Obscure, the force is black
Like the castle where our flag flies
Be sure, that under the lights, the truth is masked
Come, switch to our side, dark

I am Jaffar's son, Dark Vader's dirty offspring
The big shot, I love handling the mic
Adapting my technique like a chameleon
Mercilessly to crush the rebellion
Millennial, poisoned saliva, bitter tongue
A Pilot V5 as a lightsaber
What, my conscience as the only medal
I hunt and slaughter without remorse all the Jedi knights
The hatred rises in you, I know it perfectly
I see your right hand gloved in black
It's hopeless, the mutation begins
The nature you obscure, the dark side of the force
Come to me, cross the bridge from end to end
Join my abode in the black moon
Mars is the empire, I send my troops to land
To eradicate that fool Jean-Claude Gaudin Skywalker
Presumptuous little one, don't you see the number
Deployed? The army of shadows, you will be eliminated
In the name of the mystical forces that dwell there
In my brain, I don't value your skin
The breath of the force is in me
The microphone crackles, spits flames on the 'enbois'
The son of God trembles
But fights with his weapons, overturns the creeds that seem
Wrong, shatters the traitors from head to toe
Through fear the enemy remains paralyzed
Long live the reign of the night
Of a theory that overturns established beliefs