L'assassin - Rome

All banks and tanks have lost their charm

No one grieves the thieves — No one hails the dawn

But when the sun comes back We will all be gone

A-shoveling, a-scheming — To help rebuild their walls

To make this world seem wrinkled and tired

No round fired, no assassins hired

All will salute this transformation

That will throw us back — Into a jungle of nations

All will salute the enormous bluff

That never made you blush

That never made you — Hush!

All banks and tanks have lost their glow

If you don’t know now — you will never know

So fix your gaze upon the Moon — The drugs will hit soon

And go dream of the pure land — That I promised you

Go dream of the pure land — That I found for you

Lambs dressed as lions — relief in reverse

That trappings of worldly alliance

Amidst a riot of words

Nos defaites ne prouvent rien

Si ce n’est que nous etions peu nombreux

Pour lutter contre l’infamie

Et nous vous demandons que ceux

Qui nous regardent…

Que ca soit eux qui aient honte de ne rien

Avoir fait!

All banks and tanks have lost their charm

No one grieves the thieves — No one hails the dawn

But when the sun comes back We will al be gone

To help rebuild their walls

To make this world seem wrinkled and tired

No round fired, no assassins hired

All will salute this transformation

That will throw us back — Into a jungle of nations

All will salute the enormous bluff

That never made you blush

That never made you — Hush!