Bureau de l'Agent Lyrthill
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La vie sans un nom Life without a name
Peut-être devrais-tu être son ami Perhaps you should be its friend
La vie retourne à la mort Life returns to death

Flottant sur un lac in a lake
Les monstres nous rejoignent dans la brume Monsters come in from the fog
Ainsi, nous flottons en paix So it floats in peace

Noir Blanc Jaune Rouge Black White Yellow Red
Le Roi Pendu au-dessus de tout ça The Hanged King above it all
Noir Blanc Jaune Rouge Black White Yellow Red

La haine scellée dans l'acide Hate sealed in acid
Tuons-la aussi vite que l'on peut Kill it as soon as we can
Nous sommes répugnants We are disgusting

Toutes choses sont malpropres All things are unclean
L'eau pure est emportée au lavage Pure water washes away
Le monde que nous connaissons The world that we know

Visions de cinq côtés Visions of five sides,
Coven of mushroom eaters.
Can you trust your past?

Weapon of Vishnu
Chimpanzee in a trench coat
Gift from Lord Shiva

The room smells like shit
A neck snaps where no-one sees
Rain at Site-19

When a toilet says
Believe me, I've seen some shit
You should lock it up

Keep it a legend.
The burned one soars overhead.
What's your sacrifice?

Portrait of a man
We all die cold and alone
Forever in paint

A cold and grey death
Don't look too long or we'll see
A portrait of you

A city in song
The one that never belonged
We can help her heal

I'll speak not of it
Some forest; names are not safe
This is just karma

In the storm, she digs
Mother's love lasts forever
Now, then, we can rest

Lavender and death.
Does this doctor know what's best?
Were you ever well?

Friends from childhood
It's a small world after all
Careful what you read

A world of green dreams
You can expect a fair deal
Come back anytime

Two halves of the same
Look at all the friends I've made
Purpose forsaken

The primeval king
strikes a bargain for mankind
'till the black moon howls.

The first of many
Florida saves all the Earth
While he walks through walls

He played Elrond, right?
Why is he playing Kane's sled?
I want a refund!

To create greatness,
An artist must suffer well.
Gladly I endure.

This here is horse shit
And I can't stop eating it
Happy notdeath day

Once in a blue moon,
The world is in agreement.
The blue moon screeches

All life becomes death.
Green flourishes a farewell,
And then it doesn't.

I don't remember
what I was writing about
so I guess I'll stop

I'll do this later

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