1. DEMAIN N'EXISTE PAS

Nous ouvrirons nos mains,
Nous changerons notre forme
Nous tournerons nos yeux baignés par la lune
Vers la lumière crue du soleil éternel
Quitte à bruler nos dieux, à chasser nos idoles
Quitte à voir le vide de nos illusions mortes
Nous seront les fantômes désormais réels
Qui affrontent en riant le tueur ordinaire
Nous rendront à chacun son éclat doré
Aimants et sans pitié pour nos vie mécaniques

Nous ouvrirons
Nos yeux
Nos ailes
Vers la lumière crue
Du soleil
Eternel

Mais nous ne nierons pas notre morceau d'Ombre
Ni le froid du métal et nos yeux ouverts
Nous allons au soleil sans oublier notre ombre
Nous ouvriront notre main
Mais sans laisser la glace
Ces lettres solides à présent dans nos pas :
Hier n'existe plus
Demain n'existe pas
Hier n'existe plus
Demain n'existe pas

Nous ouvrirons
Nos yeux
Nos ailes
Vers la lumière crue
Du soleil
Eternel


2. SLICE

We offer you a dream
That you'll call construction
A simple query that will never end
We give you an image
To cherish with devotion
We put this image in your trembling hands
We offer you the world
If you bow to submission
A dried up Paradise, a fireless Eden

We Think we grow up
That it's automatic
But we're made of shocks
And we're made of past
We hear it beating
our heart of plastic
We hear this clock
Pretending well never die

The deadest amongst those
Who're roting in here
Preside over the grave
Electing their Gods
Now you worship on your knees
The words of the Law :
"Loyal vassals
Idolize me
I am the Mild
The fear
The Flail
Loyal vassals
Idolize me
I am the Mild
The Fear
The Flail"

We Think we grow up
That it's automatic
But we're made of shocks
And we're made of past
We hear it beating
our heart of plastic
We hear this clock
Pretending well never die

Slice
Slice, slice


3. I LOVE MY CHAINS

(Instrumental)


4. THE DAY I DIED

There was this shadow
There was this man
But my memory's fading
and going away...
And all the souvenirs
I burled on the ground
Like everything that happened
The day I died

Now
I'm lying underground
My wings are crusting
I have a rose
And 7 tears
I'm lying underground
My wings are crusting
I got a rose
And I got 7 tears

We're all lost and pray
For ghosts again and again
We're all lost and pray
For ghosts again and again
We all pray our mechanical gods
But the screen stay the same

I'm lying underground
My wings are crusting
I got a rose
And 7 tears...


5. NEW WORLD

(Instrumental)


6. DEAD DREAM

(Instrumental)


7. KRYSTAL SONG

(Instrumental)