The Fields of Elysium کے بول

All I can take with me now, are these empty promises. I can't save my life, so inject the endless void into me. There is always a lovely euphoria before the end Penitence is burning me in every cell Wells of hope only draw blood I breathe my vastness of my entrance I trespass without a key Passing unmarked, familiar graves Running eternally toward the sunshine I cannot save my life Inject the endless void into me I know there is always a lovely euphoria... "Vous entendrez toute l'année Sur votre tête condamnée Les cris lamentables des loups Et des sorcières faméliques, Les ébats des vieillards lubriques Et les complots des noirs filous"