Les Larmes Du Méprisé - Dark Sanctuary

D’autres larmes chaudes

De ce corps seul

Suintaient d’un ?il de marbre…

D’un ?il fissuré…

Fendu par la lumière

Ô combien cruelle…

De toute une vie passée

A chercher l’obscurité…

D’autres larmes chaudes

De cet être oublié

Coulaient comme pour fuir

La mort venant…

Telles des gouttes de pluie

Fuyant l’orage

Fuyant la foudre d’un dieu

Certes, en colère

Mais bien impuissant

Face au courage

D’un être usé par la vie…

Les muscles se tendaient, se bloquaient…

Sans nervosité aucune, comme s’ils savaient…

Comme s’ils attendaient l’instant présent…

Depuis de longs moments…

Le sang prenait peur et se concentrait

Auprès d’un c?

ur sans regrets…

Sans remords aucun…

Auprès d’un c?

ur

Oublié par la vie…

Haïssant ce fluide, (ce sang)

Qui fait vivre les humains…

L'?il de marbre brillait

Malgré la tristesse de la scène

L'?il de marbre admirait

Le miroir face à lui…

Le reflet d’un corps qui le porta

Ces années durant…

Oubliant la douleur infligée, la honte apportée…

Fuyant le passé regretté, autant que l’avenir renié…

(Translation)

(Tears of the One Despised…)

Other warm tears

This lone body’s

Were oozing from a marble eye…

From a fissured eye…

Cracked by the light

-Oh, how cruel !-

Of a whole life spent

Searching for darkness…

Other warm tears

This forgotten being’s

Were running as to flee

From the coming death…

As drops of rain

Fleeing from the storm

Fleeing from the thunderbolt of a god

Angry indeed

But still powerless

Before the courage of a being

That life had worn away…

Muscles were stretching, blocking…

Without any nervousness, as if they knew…

As if they had been waiting for this very moment

For a long time…

Blood got scared and was concentrating

Around a regretless heart…

Deprived of any remorse…

Around a heart

That had been neglected by life…

Hating that fluid -that blood-

Which makes humans live…

The marble eye was sparkling

Despite the sadness of the scene

The marble eye was admiring

In front of the mirror…

The reflection of a body that

Had carried him all these years…

Forgetting the pain inflected, the shame brought…

Fleeing from the regretted past

As much as from the denied future…

(Translated from french by Aries)

More hot tears

Of this body alone

Seeped from a marble eye...

With a cracked eye...

Split by the light

Oh how cruel...

Of a whole past life

Searching for the dark...

More hot tears

Of this forgotten being

Flowed as if to flee

Death coming...

Like raindrops

Running away from the storm

Fleeing from the lightning of a god

Certainly angry

But very helpless

Facing Courage

Of a being worn out by life...

Muscles tensed, locked...

Without any nervousness, as if they knew...

As if they were waiting for the present moment...

For a long time...

The blood got scared and concentrated

Near a c?

ur no regrets...

Without any remorse...

Near a c?

ur

Forgotten by life...

Hating this fluid, (this blood)

Who makes people live...

The marble eye shone

Despite the sadness of the scene

The marble eye admired

The mirror in front of him...

The reflection of a body that carried it

These years during…

Forgetting the pain inflicted, the shame brought...

Fleeing the regretted past, as well as the denied future...

(Translation)

(Tears of the One Despised…)

Other warm tears

This lone body's

Were oozing from a marble eye…

From a cracked eye…

Cracked by the light

-Oh, how cruel!-

Of a whole life spent

Searching for darkness…

Other warm tears

This forgotten being's

Were running as to flee

From the coming death…

As drops of rain

Fleeing from the storm

Fleeing from the thunderbolt of a god

Angry indeed

But still powerless

Before the courage of a being

That life had worn away…

Muscles were stretching, blocking…

Without any nervousness, as if they knew…

As if they had been waiting for this very moment

For a long time…

Blood got scared and was concentrating

Around a regretless heart…

Deprived of any remorse…

Around a heart

That had been neglected by life…

Hating that fluid -that blood-

Which makes humans live…

The marble eye was sparkling

Despite the sadness of the scene

The marble eye was admiring

In front of the mirror…

The reflection of a body that

Had carried him all these years…

Forgetting the pain inflected, the shame brought…

Fleeing from the regretted past

As much as from the denied future…

(Translated from french by Aries)