Derníer Soupír

It wouldn't have taken much time
And I would have lived more fully
A bit of luck, some rhythm, and madness
You could have made me a defense
But you just forgot about me
I lost my life, my senses, I sank
Too late, I saw the steel take off
Well, my head flew away from you

For a long time, like a devil, I fought
But I couldn't take advantage of that virtue
The enemy seized my head.
Surely to make it a... pretty trophy
Like a river, my blood flooded
Their dirty hands without any regret
A lady in black made me shiver
As she drew out my... last sigh.
Oh last sigh

My carcass began to rot in the sun
Waiting for the vultures to freshen it up
I stared at my lifeless, empty body
Before I leaped, pure and greedy
I soared over a pure and crystal road
Thinking of the sorrow of Mitrilin
That barely blooming flower, already tormented
By the cruel pleasure of the warrior's yoke

For me, a satin world opened up
I quickly forgot the bitter taste
Of a defeat I had trusted
Of all the rights of my existence
That life was stupid enough to die
Today I'm no longer "becoming"
Devotion took me like its child
What you needed was for me to waste my time
Oh waste my time

A bit of luck,
some rhythm
and madness
and madness

A bit of luck
and some rhythm
and madness, oh...
madness

A bit of luck
and some rhythm
and madness, oh...
madness

A bit of luck
and some rhythm
and madness, oh...
madness