L'âme exilée [English translation]

You who come to possess me

you are the evil in me made flesh

the scent of the sins

that we breathe, exiled soul.

Get out of me, mark yourself

with heresy.

Believing that I was approaching God

I burnt with a thousand fires.

You who come to lie down

leave my faith o possess me.

I don't know what to think

are you the devil or nothing but an idea?

Get out of me, mark yourself

with heresy.

Believing that I was approaching God

I burnt with a thousand fires.

Oh run away, save me

I fell short.

In wanting to appeal to God,

I saw hell with my eyes.

Letting myself be taken by your game

I have surely, all things considered, his eyes.

• Artist:Najoua Belyzel