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Dante
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Wrote a book
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myOtaku.com: Dante of Thren
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Friday, July 1, 2005
Nager dans les eaux troubles
Des lendemains
Attendre ici la fin
Flotter dans l’air trop lourd
Du presque rien
A qui tendre la main
Si je dois tomber de haut
Que ma chute soit lente
Je n’ai trouvé de repos
Que dans l’indifférence
Pourtant, je voudrais retrouver l’innocence
Mais rien n’a de sens, et rien ne va
Tout est chaos
A côté
Tous mes idéaux : des mots abimés...
Je cherche une âme, qui
Pourra m’aider
Je suis
D’une géneration désenchantée, désenchantée
Qui pourrait m’empêcher
De tout entendre
Quand la raison s’effondre
A quel sein se vouer
Qui peut prétendre
Nous bercer dans son ventre
Si la mort est un mystère
La vie n’a rien de tendre
Si le ciel a un enfer
Le ciel peut bien m’attendre
Dis moi,
Dans ces vents contraires comment s’y prendre
Plus rien n’a de sens, plus rien ne va.
Tout est chaos
A côté
Tous mes idéaux : des mots abimés...
Je cherche une âme, qui
Pourra m’aider
Je suis
D’une géneration désenchantée, désenchantée
Tout est chaos
A côté
Tous mes idéaux : des mots abimés...
Je cherche une âme, qui
Pourra m’aider
Je suis
D’une géneration désenchantée, désenchantée
Swimming in saddened water,
The future
Is waiting for an end
Swimming in the pressing Air,
Almost no one is there
No one that gives me their hand
When I fall
My fall is accepted without deed
I have found no peace in
This emotion less ness
But still I want to take back all these mistakes
But in the end it doesn't make sense
And the emptiness stays
Everything around me
Is chaos
All my illusions
Destroyed
I'm looking for someone,
Who can help me
I am a part
Of the unhappy humanity
Disenchanted
Who could stop me
Someone who understands my problem,
Why I've been hit to the ground
Who turns to me
Who maybe believes
That we'll make it through his strength
Death is a riddle
Life has nothing to say at the end
Heaven has a Hell
Heaven might be waiting for my arrival
Tell me,
By the winds of strength less ness
Will I be taken.
Life has no meaning anymore
And the emptiness stays forever...
Who could stop me
Someone who understands my problem,
Why I've been hit to the ground
Who turns to me
Who maybe believes
That we'll make it through his strength
Who could stop me
Someone who understands my problem,
Why I've been hit to the ground
Who turns to me
Who maybe believes
That we'll make it through his strength
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