Faiblesse des sens [English translation]

Gestures are regrets

That time out accentuates;

The energy is lost, the desires drag along,

Each phase of discomfort alters the reason.

Unconfessed unstable moods,

Weakness of the senses and frustration

Choking the conscience.

I'm getting nauseous.

Internal grime;

Bodies are havens to the caresses

Made odorless as soon as they germinate their seed.

A permanent emptiness will put the remaining to sleep.

• Artist:Amesoeurs
• Album:Ruines humaines