[Music by Arkdae and Hylgaryss, Lyrics by Hylgaryss]
Le froid envahit sa pauvre ame,
Quand sa tombe se referme sur
lui,
La sculpture aux regards infames,
Ferme les yeux, saluant minuit.
Aujourd'hui est mort le paradis,
Dans ce cimetiAre
triste et si brumeux,
Sous le pale visage de Marie,
En Acoutant ce chant
misAricordieux.
[Translation]
[Funeral]
[Music by Arkdae and Hylgaryss, Lyrics by Hylgaryss]
Coldness
overcomes his poor soul
When his tomb shuts on him
The sculpture with vile glance
Close its eyes, greeting midnight
Today
Paradise died
In that sad and misty graveyard
Under the pale face of Marie
Listening to that merciful hymn..
[Translated
from french by Pandora]
