Dans ma nuit [English translation]

In my night

Harsh, glazed and stinking, full of wolf dens where it rains

Showers of ploughshares, downpours of lead shot and woe

In my night where it rains

O my unlucky star

Magenta-blue hued

You came to weave your web

Bathed in misshapen purple lights

Born from half-life.

In my night

Black, perpetual and dense

In this damn

Auditorium of Le Thor

I tasted your dance

Golden brown horse

As strong as my future

Addiction.

In our nights

Of Frigolet

The Abbey

Resounded

With our devilries

And Neige dissolved

In the light of your artifice

And your lies.

Psychiatry…

A new night

My only friends

Some mongoloids

Who howl like babes

Like the songs which beckon us

All to quickly

Fade…

Psychiatry…

A new night

It’s here

That you left me

Well, yeah!

In my nights

In my night…

In my… life.

In my night

I’ve been here at least

Thirty one years

Where I’ve been sweating

Where I’ve been scorning

Where I love nothing

Where I’ve been sucking

Like a dog

That rotten bone

Tasting like Suze

So poisonous

So bitter

And foul

Tasting of shit

Of melancholy.

And it’s not even your fault

Old friend

If in your bullshit existence

I’m like a dissonance

A hit-and-run in my labyrinthine night

Caught up by my genetic plight

Searching without GPS for your daylight

But as always

Caught for exceeding the spleen limit…

Dragged over to the verge of the road

Head smashed in

Like my dad on his bike

That ugly summer.

• Artist:Peste Noire
• Album:La Chaise-Dyable