[Music and Lyrics by Arkdae]
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Un anatheme est tombe
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Sur cette pauvre humanite
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Le monde sombre dans le sommeil
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La lune a cache le soleil
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Et le ciel qui se couvre
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Comme des bras qui s' ouvrent
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Repandant l'obscurite
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Sur notre monde damne
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Le bruit sourd du tonnerre
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S'affirme comme la colere
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Des forces de la nuit
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Revenu prendre la vie
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Les hommes crient de douleur
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Et implorent leur createur
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Face a l'avancee funebre
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De l'emprise des tenebres
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Le froid s'est empare
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De nos enveloppes mutilees
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Et nos faibles coeurs battant
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Pleurent leur dernier chant
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Sur les fleuves naviguent les corps
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De nos freres maintenant morts
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Et vont se jeter lentement
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Dans les mers noires de sang
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La terre pourrie repand son odeur
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De mort, de vie qui se meurt
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De ses charniers fumants
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Dans l'air froid et glacant
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Au lointain sonne le glas
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Que plus personne n'entendra
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Pour une fin annoncee
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Un reve annihile
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Le vent s'est leve
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Sur ces plaines desertes et glacees
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Ou la mort s'est repandue
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Ou la vie n'existe plus
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Et un nuage de poussiere
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Recouvre toute la terre
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Le chaos a impose
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Son sceau sur l'humanite
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Terre meurtrie, pleure ta destinee
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Tout a cesse d'exister
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La sentence s'est achevee
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[Translation]
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[Anathema]
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[Music and Lyrics by Arkdae]
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An anathema has fallen
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On this poor humanity
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The dark world is falling asleep
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The moon has hidden the sun
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And the sky is becoming cloudy
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Like arms which are opening
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Spreading darkness
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All over our damned world
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The dull sound of thunder
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Is like the anger
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Of the power of the night
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Which is coming back to take life
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The human beings scream in pain
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And beseech their creator
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In front of the funeral walking
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Of the grip of darkness
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Coldness caught
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Our mutilated bodies
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And our weakly-beating hearts
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Cry their last song
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The shells of our dead brothers
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Float on the rivers
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And are slowly flowing
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Into the black-blooded seas
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The rotten earth exhales its stench
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Of death, of life which is dying
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Of its smoking hecatomb
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In the cold and freezing air
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The bell is tolling far away
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Nobody will hear it anymore
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For a reported end
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An annihilated dream
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Wind is springing up
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On these deserted and freezed plains
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Where death has spreaded
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Where life doesn't exist anymore
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And a cloud of dust
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Covers the earth
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Chaos has set
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Its seal on humanity
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Bruised earth, cry your destiny
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Everything stopped to exist
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The sentence has been fulfilled
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Anatheme
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Dark Sanctuary |