out the outside pressure or are you too weak? when shall they see the real darkness? In a world where our justice is replaced by mercy ...mercy for the
quelques metres carres qu'on puisse boire un verre ? Il est ne le divin enfant Posez hautbois, rangez les musettes Il est ne le divin enfant Tu peux
America has been conquered by a fundamentalist crusade That holds god above our heads to keep the masses afraid We?ve surrendered sensibility to a morbid
rap. Colossal, l'ordre que je recois est, en somme, un pacte. Fortes de la rage d'une horde sauvage, je m'engage a ce que mes cordes vocales offrent aux masses
have fled in dismay Afar the riders appear Raising clouds of dust Snorting horses Are coming this way The hills are over flown By a mass of gold, red