Paroles de Allegiance
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Cuddled through a cold womb he was
Pitch black and without sunshine rays
Hell patiently awaiting him on blood-spilled soil
A noble grief-stirred heart, always ready to die
In sinister systematization, submission is golden
As an apprentice to violence, slaughter and bloodshed
He was like an object that is being processed
A force-fed destructor ready for abomination
The vast solitude in him witnessed it all
Those self-afflicting eyes
And their fear-painted faces
Made out of utter discipline, failure unacceptable
Hosts to oblivion
Exploring the darkest of places
Stench of rotten flesh breathing down his neck
Every day seemed like an endless night
When would he ever wake from this void
No other voice than hin own will ever tell
What was real and where he had been
What he had done
Did you bleed for the cause
Like the rest of his men
Did you capturethe euphoria
How it was like to kill
Such a necromantic force behind it all
They sure did battle till the end
But when came all the glory
And who got spared to carry his body
Just pure death and too profound to be shared
Was it all a fabricated vision in his memory
To serve the wastelands of insanity
At the front
Like forever lost its innocence
Never to see the light of day again
He pondered his last few steps
Into the realms of death
With his hand bloodstained
Courage and consistency
Bravery and valor
Honor and pride
For what was it all worth
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LabelCIR
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Traduction en FrançaisAllegiance
Allégeance
Pitch black and without sunshine rays
Noir comme la poix et sans rayons de soleil
Hell patiently awaiting him on blood-spilled soil
L'Enfer l'attendant patiemment sur le sang renversé sur le sol
A noble grief-stirred heart, always ready to die
Un chagrin noble remua le coeur, toujours prêt à mourir
Dans une systématisation sinistre, la soumission est d'or
In sinister systematization, submission is golden
Comme un apprenti à la violence, à l'abattage et aux effusions de sang
As an apprentice to violence, slaughter and bloodshed
Il était comme un objet qui est en traitement
He was like an object that is being processed
Un destructeur nourri à la force prêt pour l'abomination
A force-fed destructor ready for abomination
La vaste solitude en lui a été témoin de tout cela
Ces yeux auto-affligeants
The vast solitude in him witnessed it all
Et leur visages empreints de peur
Those self-afflicting eyes
Fait de totale discipline, l'échec inacceptable
And their fear-painted faces
Hôtes à l'oubli
Made out of utter discipline, failure unacceptable
Explorant les endroits les plus sombres
Hosts to oblivion
Puanteur de chair pourrie soufflant dans son cou
Exploring the darkest of places
Chaque jour semblait comme une nuit sans fin
Stench of rotten flesh breathing down his neck
Quand se réveillerait-il de ce vide
Aucune autre voix que la sienne ne dira jamais
Every day seemed like an endless night
Ce qui était vrai et où il avait été
When would he ever wake from this void
Ce qu'il avait fait
No other voice than hin own will ever tell
Saignais-tu pour la cause
What was real and where he had been
Comme le reste de ses hommes
What he had done
As-tu capturé l'euphorie
Comment c'était de tuer
Did you bleed for the cause
Une telle force nécromantique derrière tout ceci
Like the rest of his men
Ils ont vraiment lutté jusqu'à la fin
Did you capturethe euphoria
Mais quand vînt toute la gloire
How it was like to kill
Et qui fut dispensé de porter son corps
Such a necromantic force behind it all
Juste la mort pure et trop profonde pour être partagée
They sure did battle till the end
Était-ce une vision toute fabriquée dans sa mémoire
Pour servir les terres déolées de folie
But when came all the glory
Au front
And who got spared to carry his body
La vie a pour toujours perdu son innocence
Just pure death and too profound to be shared
Ne jamais revoir la lumière du jour
Was it all a fabricated vision in his memory
Il a pesé ses quelques derniers pas
To serve the wastelands of insanity
Dans les royaumes de la mort
At the front
Avec ses mains tachées de sang
Courage et consistance
Like forever lost its innocence
Bravour et vaillance
Never to see the light of day again
Honeur et fierté
He pondered his last few steps
À quoi cela a-t-il servi ?
Into the realms of death
With his hand bloodstained
Courage and consistency
Bravery and valor
Honor and pride
For what was it all worth
InterprèteDimmu Borgir
LabelCIR
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