Dark Sanctuary: Vie Ephaİma¨re Lyrics

[English Extended Version]

[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre CAżr]

"Oubliant le sang...
Fuyant l'incision...
Mon choix est irrAİvocable...
Et mystique sera son aboutissement...

Je ne peux expliquer,
Si j'ai peur de rester,
Ou bien peur de partir...
Mais je frAİmis
A l'idAİe de trAİpasser...

Tout cela va si vite...
Est-il trop tard ?
Vais-je mourir ?
La nuit m'entoure...

Serais-je remerciAİ de ce courage...
Serais-je graciAİ pour ce dAİpart...
Je dAİfie la mort naturelle...
J'Aİchappe enfin A  la vie AİphAİmA¨re..."

[Translation]

[Ephemereal Life]

[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre CAżr]

"Forgetting the blood...
Fleeing the incision...
My choice is irrevocable...
And mystical shall be its result...

I cannot explain
Whether I am afraid of staying,
Or afraid of leaving...
But I shudder
At the idea of passing away...

All this goes so fast...
Is it too late ?
Am I going to die ?
Night surrounds me...

Will I be thanked for this courage...
Will I be blessed for my leaving...
I defy the natural death...
I escape ephemeral life at last... "

[Translated from french by Aries]

[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre CAżr]

"Les flammes de ces bougies,
RAİpercutant leurs visages
sur ce mur inerte...
Construction humaine
Sur laquelle, Jadis,
Fut projetAİ du sang...
Fut projetAİ mon sang...

A”, Flammes Ancestrales
Sans misA¨re, ni sensibilitAİ...
Sans larmes, ni rires
Mais pourtant si rAİelles"

Puis ce sang, stagnant...
DAİroutant l'isthme
De cet encAİphale errant,
Perdu dans le nAİant...

Mais qu'apporterait le nAİant,
Si ce n'est une nouvelle vie,
Face A  cette entaille grandissante,
Qu'est la frAİmissante mort humaine...

Qu'est ce que la dAİlivrance,
Issue morbide et mystique,
Laissant place au vide glacial,
Et probablement A  un prAİcipice...

Tel ce sang, stagnant... Fuyant la cohAİrence,
Divisant les sens, Perturbant l'ataraxie...

[Translation]

[Alone In Front of Nothingness]

[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre CAżr]

"The flames of these candles,
Reflecting their faces
On this inert wall...
Human construction
On which once
Blood was thrown...
On which my blood was thrown...

Oh, ancestral flames
Deprived of misery, or sensibility...
Deprived of tears, or laughter...
But yet so real . "

And this stagnant blood...
Sending astray the isthmus
Of this wandering encephallus,
Lost in nothingness...

But what else would bring nothingness
But a new life,
In front of this increasing wound,
Which the rustling human death is...

What is deliverance,
Morbid and mystical outlet,
Leaving place for the icy void,
And perhaps for a precipice...

Like this stagnant blood...
Fleeing from coherence,
Dividing the senses,
Disturbing ataraxia...

[Translated from french by Aries]