Sync Different

Haunted and scared, seeking the shelter of a cave, we crawled down a burrow
Down below, remains of a fallen world, signs of the elders and carved on iron plates, a three ray sun

Curious and hungry for treasures of the past we crawled deeper, and deeper, and deeper and at the earth’s core we met the divine

Eyes rise to the sky, we're terrified
Two sun shine, our paths divide
Cherish the vine or the artifact
Witness the gods comeback

We scan the climes

Look around
Look around and see the ruins of our past glory
Have we forgotten ? Have we become this weak ?
Will we kneel, accept defeat ?
Are we but ghosts of a lost humanity ?
Fuck no, Fuck the horn, Fuck the willow
Chaos must be reformed
We’ve lost a battle but the war’s still on
We’ve bit the dust but we shall rise as one



we’re walking on a rope, above
above the void we stand alone
we’ve been going backwards this whole time
taking future blows from behind
one day we’ll fall

cut the trunk roots will still grow
flowers blossom through the snow
now we’re walking on a rope
we can choke it with smoke
life will prevail

Utopia must burn
We are the ones that did not ascend
Untouched by light, Unburnt by flames
All hail the liver and the snake

We’ve been given a second chance, a fresh start
A blank page to lay down the words of our new civilization
We must claim back our throne at the top of evolution
Join the symbiosis, accept absolution
We must bring back the golden age
We are but a link in life’s mighty chain
We will not live like beasts
Mankind’s fortune doesn’t grow on trees
This utopia is a fucking deceit
why should we take the path of failed men
why should we return to the wolf’s den
we need a change of scale

Make this world great again, or make it right
Build walls, divide the land, or unite

Tes mots sont froids
Ton corps meurtri
Ton âme vive.
Tes cris frappaient
L'indifférence
de la nuit sourde,
Ils se perdaient
Dans ta douleur
Anéantis.


À chaque coup
Tu t'enlisais
Dans un abîme

Où ton corps nu
N'existait plus
Que pour l'infâme.
Le feu odieux
De tes entrailles

Était le cœur
De ton silence.


Et tu rêvais

Aux jours dorés

De ton enfance
Émerveillée,
Quand la caresse
D'une main douce
Et maternelle
Effleurait tendre
Ta chevelure


Ma sœur
Ton cœur est mort
Ton âme vive
Tes mots sont froids,
Et tu respires
La corp d'albâtre
De cet enfant
Miroir brisé

De ta douleur
Et de ton cœur

Ma sœur

MY SISTER


Your words are cold
Your body wounding
Your soul alive.
Your cries strook
The indifférence
Of the deafness of the night
They got lost
In the pain
annihilated


With every blow
You sank
Into an abyss
Where your naked body
Only existed
For the infamous

And you were dreaming
Of the golden days
Of your wondrous childhood
When the caress
Of a soft and maternal hand
Tenderly brushed against
Your hair



My sister
Your heart is dead
Your soul alive
Your words are cold
And you breath in

The alabaster body
Of this child
The broken mirror
Of your pain
And of your heart