He left the reality

He cannot stop this cold wind

Where the madness is growing

Where the hate scorched his beloved greed

He says :

Je suis si seul, aspirant au repos éternel...

I'm the crown of dark legions

We'll prepare your unamed graves

And we'll rape your families

As the death fell on my soul

Mon corps est pourri

Il s'enfonce meurtri

Blasphémant la bible sacrée

Les vers sucent mon sang

Comme la vie vous ment

Vous serez bientôt châtié

Driven by the smell of blood

My roaming soul is attracted

By all bleeding creatures !

Follow me in those eons

Where my pain is orgasmic

Suffer till the deliverance...