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The principle of pain :

Sweet decay
Papillon
Promise
Divine Masquarade
Fallen angel

 

 

Sweet decay

Too shy to get over the line
Too blind to see the sign
This slow decay must be a price to pay
Read into my heart as if it were an open book
Steal those words without ever giving a look
Building a pardise between your arms
Starting my demise under your charms
Just playing with your innocence
Don't justify my confidence
A self-fed hypocrisy
Hang on to your purity.

 

Papillon

I want to survive
I don't need a reason
I want to feel alive
I need your affection
I can smel them now
Hang on to my body
Tryin'to grip the flow
Cruisin' for a party
Sweety, lay down on the floor
Ugly plastic lovers
Alcohol, infected to the core
I'm lost in this square box
I feel confined and lonely
Give me just one smile to keep me alive.

 

Promise

If I promise to be a king fighting my selfish lies
Stripped as the first man
If I promise to praise your name
And raise your kingdom untill my tears turn into blood
Tell me if I can dream the whole time of a kiss
Would you give me your helping hand
Will you break up this empty shell and set me free
And if I swear to give you all that I believe in
Coming to you, gentle pretender
Will you be my queen
A moment of reason, salvation
Words like a sacrifice to tell you how I much
I miss you how much I need you.

 

Divine masquarade

Divine masquarade brings you higher
Does your wonderland makes you feel any better
Cloded eyes, cold as life, everlasting fright
Compassion is a power that you prefer to contain
Closed eyes, cold as a lie, commitment for life building a wall of mistrust cleansing all your stains
Scared to live or scared to try
Tell me how deep is your devotion the precious secret hidden in the dephts of your heart
What makes you think
What makes you feel that your freedom is a present to cheap
Sometimes I dream, sometimes I'm scared, sometimes I'm strong, sometimes I'm weak, sometimes I hate, sometimes I love, sometimes I feel I need to be ... myself.

 

Fallen angel

I've tryed to touch the sky
Just like a fallen angel,
I can't remember the way to heaven
Wandering like a pilgrim over an arid ground,
I'm blinded by your selfish existence,
What does not break you feeds my anger but it doesn't make me feel any better ...
Hidden behind a smoke screen mask
I've fought your demons beyond any reason.
I haven't found any compassion, self-aggression,
You've lost the meaning of reality and now I'm gasping,
Emprisonning my thoughts into a golden cage,
You've built the fortress of my lonelyness
You're raping my world, infecting my mind, holding my pride,
I keep falling down,
My conscience is dead with the rain forest ...
So tell me why I must cry to survive ?


 

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