Le cortège funèbre avance pour célébrer l'obscurité de mon âme
La noirceur avala ma dernière parcelle de vie
The ashes of my heart are tasteless in never ending misery
It's a flesh prison in a world that doesn't care
La mort s'avance, autour de mon cœur
Une faible lueur grise transparaît
(I can't even say that my body is alive
It's the carcass of a lost life)
La hache fend mes os et brûle mon sang
Laissant les ruines d'une vie oubliée
(The feelings of wrath and horror fill this wreck
I now march for my own death)
Like a fire burning everything inside
The pain built its presence like a hole through the ribcage
The walls that built emotions are now stained by dead flames
It's a funeral for a soul not dead yet
The celebration of the vanishing of a vital light
A Funeral for Inner Ashes
It burns inside
Nowhere else to hide
They march for me
For my misery
Dead skin stained black
An absence of life
Full of maggots
A hole for light
La mort s'avance, autour de mon cœur
Une faible lueur grise transparaît
(I can't even say that my body is alive
It's the carcass of a lost life)
La hache fend mes os et brûle mon sang
Laissant les ruines d'une vie oubliée
(The feelings of wrath and horror fill this wreck
I now march for my own death)
March for me my heart and set yourself free
March for me my heart and set yourself free
March for me my heart and set yourself free
March for me my heart and set yourself free
March for me my heart and set yourself free
March for me my heart and set yourself free
March for me my heart and set yourself free
March for me my heart and set yourself free
March for me my heart and set yourself free