Contemplations

Describing this world, a technical picture
You’ll enter the painter’s domain
Horrid visions of beauty and pain
Horizons, sort of a dark rain
Show me again, the signal of life
Temptations, the seer of past
Delirious humans, different forms
Fresco of a planet in decay

I see – frigid empires –
Burn within my mind
A spirit controlling all sights
Bizarre cosmic sky
Cogency incoherent makes my eyes bleed
Codify the lines and curves, planted in my brain

Detached in your head
Nothing left to say

A vision something to condemned
Here, no boundaries to signify expressions of lies

A self-immolation, heretic humans oppressed
Now, no more questions so let the innocent hands

(Lead Stephane, max)

Landscape painting compared to our world will suffice
To escape reality of light … some feelings so real
Silent bodies, forced to change
Producing an artificial life
This scene takes place in a land of sorrow
Infamies are trapped inside

I see – frigid empires –
Burn within my mind
A spirit controlling all sights
Bizarre cosmic sky
Cogency incoherent, makes my eyes bleed
Codify the lines and curves, planted in my brain

A vision something to condemned
Here, no boundaries to signify expressions of lies

Creation, on the spur of the moment
I’m possessed by a spirit not the holy one!
Purge your soul in the troubles of life
Look what’s become of you
Cos’ if you seek the truth, just the truth
Then you’ll see … the gallows!