La Vie Est Pr?lude...(La Mort Orgasme) — Gorguts

The incoherent system of life Structured in my self dark ideology "But why am I sombre with pride?" It may be a prelude to a symphony

Through this prelude Carnal Confinement Anguish was my closer friend Once into the world of breathingless I'll be glad to meet my end

My flesh, I overwhelm As I rise in ecstasy Proceed into the realm Of blissful immortality

Winds of pureness I inhale How can they love this life so miserable? I neglect my being How can they trust this God so feeble?

The inner belief now I deny I structured in myself my proper entity Inner-prelude increases my will to fly Sounds of Blackness, my energy

Through this prelude Carnal Confinement Anguish was my closer friend Once into the world of breathingless I'll be glad to meet my end