La Maison Dieu [English translation]

If ten battalions came to my street

And 20 thousand soldiers knocked at me door

Searching for you

I wouldn't say a thing

For I have given you my word

Your white body soon growing hair

Reminds a time when you were young

I do not intend to take advantage

And anyway, who comes

Back home alone is me

Sex buys money and company

But never love and friendship, I guess

And after a rough day

I thought I saw you

Come through my window and say:

- I am your death

I came to talk to you

I came to ask you for shelter

I need your heat

I am

I am

I am the coutry that forgot you

The executioner that has tortured you

The general that tored your eyes

The innocent blood

Of all the missing ones

The electric shocks and the screaming

- Stop, please, it hurts!

I am

I am

I am your death

And I came to visit you as a friend

We must flirt with danger

Follow our primitve istincts

Perhaps this will be

Our last fun moments

I am the memory of terror

Of a fucking revolution

Of fucking generals and a fucking army

No, we can never forget

Nor shall we forgive

I did not pardon anybody

Open your eyes and your heart

Be alert

For terror remains

It has just changed its smell

And its uniform

I am your death

And I wish you well

Forget the world, I came to explain what will come

For I am

I am

I am...