Ataraxie - Face The Loss Of Your Sanity lyrics

Cutting your flesh, burning your skin repeatedly to try to ease your stifling despondency Will lead you to a state where your mind will only be replete with suffering and self pity Refusing to liberate your mind from obsessions and to be given any form of guidance Will make you rule a self sufficient land full of anguish, phobias and mind expansions Firm belief in demonic possessions (repulsion of your deficient human sides) Deep inside of you, you can't convince yourself they're all staring at you in a well meant way No trust at all, you have to live everyday with the judgments about your way of acting Looking through those vicious eyes, you only see perversion and an upcoming conspiracy They are determined to lobotomize you, steal all your might and forsake you in an institution Voices in your head resonating again and again, communication with the world above Feel the beast inside you being cheered by orders coming from your spiritual comrades Hear the avenging spell guiding you into a bleak landscape where only treason dwells Leave your humanness there and schedule your crusade against whoever can destroy you Anyway, they all know what they have done to you so they will pay for their betrayals They shouldn't have taken you for a fool, and left you here alone between these walls Now it's time for retaliation, blood has to be spilled Blades are sharp and ready to carve the flesh of traitors Unholy sacrifices to take revenge against dire humiliation Only impure remains will be laid in my row of coffins In the battlefield, all your opponents have such a friendly face They look like living deads (sic) who have been poking fun at you Their laughters (sic) are now so piercing that they make you feel dizzy Your ears are about to explode when inner allies start dictating While wrath is exploding all these curs are now screaming for your mercy Why don't they choose to fight and put an end to this unfair cruelty? Yet, then come the lucid moments after the well deserved mutiny After being beaten up you are now enchained like an enraged animal Gisant au milieu des tes miasmes putrides, tu somnoles et t'enfonces Contemple l'interdit de cette corde, salvatrice d'un fardeau qui te ronge Renonce à cette tumeur de vie que tu portes et abime ton destin Las de reagir ou d'eprouver une quetconque sensation et états d'âme Ton sang se glace, la délivrance est proche, tet est désormais ton destin Ne plus être au sein de ce bas monde et rester incompris jusqu à la fin