Poeme : The Darkness (En Anglais)

In the deepest darkness
There’s a huge fest
Made by the ultimate Satan
To welcome any man and woman

I’ve been invited to that party
Of course, I accepted automatically
We’re gonna have real fun
Until the party’s done

All dressed up in black
Praying the evilest god
My body’s covered with blood
That flows down my back

I’m burned by the flame
That erases my damn shame
Finally I’m feeling home
’Cause my biggest dream was freedom

My life has just started
So glad to hear the final bell
My mind has gratefully enjoyed
This fabulous trip to hell

ɛ̃ tə dipεst daʁknεs
təʁəεs a yʒə fεst
madə bi tə yltimatə satɑ̃
to wεlkɔmə ani mɑ̃ ɑ̃d wɔmɑ̃

ivə bin ɛ̃vitεd to ta paʁti
ɔf kuʁsə, i aksεptεd otɔmatikali
wəʁə ɡɔna-avə ʁəal fœ̃
œ̃til tə paʁtiεs dɔnə

al dʁesεd yp ɛ̃ blak
pʁεjiŋ tə əvilεst ɡɔd
mi bɔdiεs kɔvəʁεd wit blud
ta flɔw dɔwn mi bak

iεm byʁnεd bi tə flamə
ta əʁazə mi damn ʃamə
finali iεm filiŋ ɔmə
kozə mi biɡεst dʁəam was fʁidɔm

mi lifə-as ʒyst staʁtεd
so ɡlad to əaʁ tə final bεll
mi mɛ̃d-as ɡʁatəfyli ɑ̃ʒwajεd
ti fabylus tʁip to εll