Profondeur De L`Гўme — текст песни (Dark Sanctuary)

[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre CГїr]

Au-delГ  de toute tristesse
De tout mГ©pris...

La douleur ineffable,
Qu`est la mГ©lancolie...
Rampe dans le c?ur des mortels...
Des survivants de l`oubli...

Traverse l`Гўme blessГ©e,
MortifiГ©e par la foi...
Telle une lame affilГ©e,
GoГ»tant la chair trahie...

C`est de ce fruit qu`il goГ»ta,
...Dont il apprГ©cia la chair...

Et ce sont les esprits hantГ©s,
Qui rГґdent dГ©sormais...
AuprГЁs d`une Гўme usГ©e,
Partant Г  la dГ©rive...

Rejoignant les trГ©passГ©s,
Les immortels assoiffГ©s...
D`une trop longue attente...
D`une si grande mГ©sentente...

D`un si grand mГ©pris de leur dieu...
Qui les regarde moisir...

DГ©sirant rГ©gner sans entrailles,
Ni viscГЁres...
Le Mortel regrette son avГЁnement
Se venge grГўce Г  la mort...
Au-delГ  de toute rГ©alitГ©
EphГ©mГЁre...

[Translation]

[Deep Sadness]

[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre CГїr]

Beyond any sadness
Any scorn...

The ineffable pain,
Which melancholy is...
Creeps in the heart of mortals...
Of those who outlived oblivion...

Passes across the hurted soul,
Mortified by faith...
As a sharp blade
Tasting betrayed flesh...

He tasted this fruit...
And enjoyed its flesh...

And now the haunted spirits
Are prowling around...
Around an exhausted soul,
That is fading away...

Rejoining those passed,
The thirsty immortals...
Who have been waiting for too long...
Who have been so much misunderstood...

So much despised by their god...
Who watches them rot...

Wanting to reign without entrails,
Nor viscera...
The mortal regrets his advent,
Has his revenge through death...

Beyond any ephemeral reality...

[Translated from french by Aries]