Those empty words resound in the depths of my soul
Shaking the pillars of a distant foundation undone

Whispers of a hope on a winter breeze [bad word] calls in my fragile obscurity
blood red heart pounding yearning a feast on a silver plate to grasp

new path to follow in the mist of summer one step forward into oblivion
dead and road through childish eyes an irresistible change for this better life

Another shot to the heart for what it's worth
Almost everything is said and done so let the [bad word] 

Even if I [bad word] wish you were somewhere near
Nightmares always fade at the sun's first rays

Tribulations souls les flots, une fenêtre sur un monde insondable
Treize cycles lunaires pour s'égarer vers une aube si précaire
Supprimer la trame sonore d'un court métrage sur ton silence
En s'efforçant de reconnaitre l'essentiel parmi tant d'abondance