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Dans Un Cloître - 7. Beneath, or The Song For The Young Fanatic

7m | May 14, 2021

You lonely little child

You just lost in the wild

Beneath your tired eyes

I see a deep hole filled with innumerable lies

Oh kid, you're getting down

Don't let crimes, don't let wars, drag you out

Don't get fan, don't let a man

Decide where you'll live and when you'll die



Beneath your tongue you hide your mind

Hide and let them hurt you without making any sound

You're living in a creepy cage

Damning the ones who left you behind in rage

Oh kid, you're getting down

Don't let crimes, don't let wars, drag you out

Don't get fan, don't let a man

Decide where you'll live and when you'll die



Come and old my hand

I'll take you away from those who and those who pretend

Far from your dark cell, we'll travel through the lands

So that you can build the only truth that only you shall understand

And you'd tell me when you know, and I could just let you go


Beneath this cold old tar

You feel the corpses of those who left this town for war

Beneath is where you live

It's there you're thinking about night and day where you wanna achieve



Oh kid, you're getting down

Don't let crimes, don't let wars, drag you out

Don't get fan, don't let a man

Decide where you'll live and when you'll die


Death seems to you so clear

So much comfortable than life

No matter the way, the fear,

A bomb isn't worst than a knife


And this world appears to you so ill

So full of sins and evil (sung : fullfilled => mistake)

No matter the way you'd kill

Every piece of life and people


Come and follow my steps

I'll learn you to love, learn you to sing, learn you to help

To just love and how to be loved in return

To discover life as the most precious thing on earth

Come and old my hand

I'll take you away from those who and those who pretend

Far from your dark cell, we'll travel through the lands


So that you can build the only truth that only you shall understand

And you'd tell me when you know, and I could just let you go


His heart is covered with hate, he can't just forget (sung : covered of => mistake)

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