Absonant Cadence Lyrics

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1- Dread the Unknown -3'54
2- Salle Justice -4'08
Destin -3'36
Faux Dieu -4'49
Emergence -2'43
Father of Hate -3'18
Another Frequency -4'41
My Enemy Friend -2'51
Mind Decadence -4'44
Among Them -3'15
Jour de delivrance -2'48
Inside Out-Life -5'40
Genocide -8'13
Nocturnal Cycle -2'47
Degenere -3'08
Esperence (instr.) -4'05

Emergence

I emerge

each day I die
clandestinely
but the universe is spying me on

for masking the ashes
grey ruins of my soul
awake

and those bits of life
as reals as apprehended

the ones i structure... the return

for a question of resurrection
i come back in the death’s placing in
where i am dead

another time i’m only lignt and tumult
another time i’m just shadow and silence

otherwise
i emerge again from an old stagnation
I is the end

cold is the hand of death
when she is exorting you
to follow her in the deepest foundations of the revolt

i is the end
of a deadly world
my friend you will see
one drowsy life at her last breath

in her torment death grasps the spine of life
breaking of her icy fingers
the bones of self respect... respect... respect

cold is the hand of death
when she do the work for you

in front of the glance of the warder’s surrender

suicide the end
i want this end
she gives her hands
and i is the end

Dreed the unknown

dread the unknown
te possibility, the dominante, the mystery

can you just believe what i said
or you are afraid to admit
the presence of the unknownbeing
but one day you’ll see...
They’re coming

there is a possibility among the depth of the space
think about that

dread the unknown
mysterious species from other planets
dread the unknown
dread their shadows
flying across the sky

be dominated on any form
on any level of your destiny
imagine... the suffering
using you like a guinea-pig against your will

but also see the mysteries
of a distinct race
separated by light-years
a privilegious moment of a rare intensity

don’t turn your back on it... on it... on it
Genocide

far from here
deflagration
hits the sky
mankind fixed... too late

the execution’s breath
hunts present away
sweeping the creation
with the back of his hand

our dying groans implode
through the lamentations collapse
a provoked silence persist
the doubtful silence of the human remains

powerfull intrusion
of the viction
our own sphere

degeneration of the populations
desintegrate all of the nations

darkness descends on the earth
as we lost our paradise

«What should be next
we are about to die on our feet
each war strikes men and they laugh
it is time to rise»

slavery misery

upon those violent acts

closed window
lies
Another frequency

my vision is so denouncer
that they enter in me as a metal wall
for them i’m only a viction in the crowd
interfering by changing the rules

all those people who decide for us
proud of their attitude
it’s a communication without sence

i saw the rules... on the wall... in the crowd

stronger than me
i can’t help my self
society makes me so weak

so weak, so unstable

honnest desire to understand
uncomprehending things
to fulfill my dreams i must neglect
all the values of life

under the sea... over the bridge
speculations unclear
frequency of theirs... untouchable
manipulating us

true rules... on the wall
true rules on the wall
responses speak

into the strangers casualness
i am convulsive and breathless

this is another frequency
where i can’t be
Noctural cycle

i can’t see.. I can’t taste... but i can feel
as the poor suffering fears
when the death knocks at the door

i sickly apprehend those long and gloomy nights
the awakening calls
making an unbearable noise
ouh.. I know

day after day... it’s back
and my patience
is exhaust to a consciousness level
that i cannot seize

the time and his notions penetrate me
all over my body

i must fear my own self
on the slippery wall... where i crawl

Faux dieu

répulsion des hommes éveillés
au refuge d’un dieu préfabriqué
n’oppressant que les pauvres, les diminués

psychosés, les gourous s’en balancent
bien assis dans l’antre de l’opulence
leur pouvoir, une force qui s’émancipe
aux dépens des croyances de leurs disciples

que mort s’en suive dans ta volonté
si tu y tiens, deviens un opprimé

forcé d’admettre, que ton âme est prête
de croire à tout, de croire à rien
la secte dissoud, dissecte les liens
que tu as avec nous, que tu as avec les tiens
mais malgré tout, tu lui tends la main
et puis voilà l’osmose

tu obéis non sans peine
toi l’esclave de sa haine
d’une méthode à l’ancienne
ton argent, il fait sienne

faux dieu d’illuminés
usurpateur des âmes égarées
même ta vie s’enfuit derrière
ton cerveau vidé, lobotomisé

vos coeurs transcendent l’amertume
sentiment que tu exhumes
vitale intelligence erre
contenu vidé de matières
la lumière quitte tes yeux

maintenant admire ton faux dieu

un jour tu le comprendras qu’il te manipule

Mind Decadence

To suit the actions to the words
You won’t do what I’m telling you
Sexually attracted by our incoherent

And you are anonymous
For them you’re just a citizen
Who walks in the cold wind season
And you stay anonymous

Your mind decadence means sickness
I’m the one who cares for youthness
Face the truth and be unhappy
It won’t change your pedophilly

Ilnest destiny in you hands
All those years you send to their ends
I say you have no good reason

And do I make my self clear
No good reason
Have you well understood

Mind decadence don’t pay

Hanging Fusillade
Electric chair Guillotine

Let’s celebrate your end

Destin

Dans ma tête, je survis
Aux pressions de la vie
Et la force de comprendre
Les détours, les méandres

Hé! Qu’est-ce tu m’veux!
T’es un sale, animal

Tu vas payer pour tes péchés
Le retour du mal, c’est ça la loi boomerang

Elle viendra bien, la lueur de ton déclin
Et je serai là pour rire de toi

Ta déchéance
Crève trou de cul

Among them (Planet 000642)

Surrealistic sphere falling
Hydro power materialized

They brought me through the sky
Choosing me, I don’t know why
Why!

Made of light and brilliance
A judgment of first instance

Techno feelings under my chest
Unconscious quest
I’m among them, now
I’m among them

A dwarfed world I saw into the space
And I’m the witness

To see the drama
I’m among them

«Our world is gone, we are only few survivals
They want to prevent by knowing we can destroy ourselves»

Is your world now ready to contact aliens

Final countdown and first embrace
But evolution is our missing pace
Our missing pace, such a big pace

Sale justice

Dans le noir tu regrettes
Ton détour sans retour
Prédateur dangereux
L’adrénaline
Sa crise est enclenchée
Non!

Pénétration prohibée, sodomie excessive
Psychopathe sexuel, rituel autoritaire

Il t’attrape par la taille et pousse ton corps vers le sol
Et voilà que tu es à lui de gré ou de force

À genou sur tes bras vaincus, frappant à l’inconscience
Ton non-consentement au sexe s’éteint dans la démence

Il est en toi, il éjacule sa folie et il tire trois fois sur ta tête

Pourquoi trente ans de prison
Et dans sept ans, il sera libre

La peine de mort aux assassins
Qui sèment le doute, plaident non-coupables de leur voie de fait
Dégénéré

Une vie, un corps, un seul destin.
Chaque souffle te démontre son chemin.
Des signes! Et des signes! Mais tu ne vois rien!

Passif devant l’action,
Tu creuses ta propre tombe.

Tu t’enlises dans l’abnégation!
L’intérieur te ronge d’indignation!

L’auto-destruction de ton image,
Ce qui n’est point sage.
Ton amour-propre fige,
Tu te négliges,
Tes désirs instables au fond d’une cage.
Dis-moi! Est-ce un présage?

Dans ton corps de déchet,
Il n’y a plus rien, plus de respect.

Prendre le blâme n’est pas mal.
Mais dans ta tête t’es normal...

Vas donc chier!

My enemy friend

Bastard face

Your smile, stupid mask
The last omen of dishonour
I’ve trusted you, I was blind
But you’re such hypocrit and actor

I was your friend
You were my friend
We were like brothers
By changing your way
You blow me away
All was premeditated

And I truly believe
You’re not... You’re not a man
From you, nothing left to see
No more... No more friendship

Dis-lui dans la face
Tire-lui dans la face
It’s your life
Do what you want
Just make your choice
But don’t be hypocrit
Don’t be hypocrit

No disgrace!!! (What’s happening with you)
Your licentious thoughts
Hit their limits
Don’t be hypocrit
Nothing on you fit (indeed)

And now think about your needs
Maybe you’ll find what is... real
Inside-out life

La force invisible des voix intérieures
L’écho audible meublant ton humeur

«Tu me rends fou
Frangment de rage, démence précoce»

Tout n’est que folie
Dans ton corps, ton esprit

Devenu schizophrène
La corde sous le chêne
Obey to it
This wall you hit
Forbidden entry
Through life’s dignity

Inside-out life... fields of dope
Mind overflow
Inside-out life

Spirits from nowhere
Impressing the air
Mental disease
Hope starts to freeze X 2
And you’re cold inside

Inside... your head... it bleeds...

Déviation de connaître
Toutes les visions t’enchevêtrent

Inside-out life

Inside... your head... it bleeds to death

Devant la ville qui te regarde
Tu te reclus dans ce vide
Father of hate

La vie pleine de délais
Fatigué de vivre, la fin doit venir

Destruction de la famille
Alcool et religion
Mariage de brutalité
Le silence de la confusion

Fanatic man of an ancient cult
Rejecting all the women rights

Mère tuée sur le plancher
Achetant un morceau de paix

Orphans of a poor existence
You pay for your psychotic dad
Their house bounded of violence
Of love they’ll have no remembrance

There will be no more insults
All those «Stupid bitch»
All those «Bastard»

The verbal abuse teases you
Your mind is confused
Fornever deranged

Can you hear the silent scream
Into the eyes of those who see
Who see no truth
Who feel only pain

There’s no justice

Y’a pas d’justice
Jour de délivrance

J’ai honte
Tout est de ma faute
Ta mort dans mes bras affligés
De ta perte et de l’âme
S’envolant vers le ciel
Ton absence nourrit ma solitude

Stupide
J’aurais dû vérifier la seringue
Apprivoisant ton départ

Le miroir de la dépendance
Je me retrouve sans aucune défense

Seul et faible, je me défonce
Dans la lueur de toutes réponses

Je n’en peux plus
J’ai le mal de la vie
Viens me chercher, me délivrer

Le plaisir peut s’avérer fatidique
Au service de l’héroïne qui me tiens

Et j’attends mon jour de délivrance





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