Sombre Soirée [English translation]

[Chorus]

Dark evening, dark evening, motherfuckers

Turn-up in a hell of a circle, not in the square

It's all sweet, all acid, we're all set

Your old turn-ups and our murders are not the same

Dark evening, dark evening, motherfuckers

Dark bastard, get out of here, go back and get ready

Turn-up, turn-up, turn-up, turn-up, turn-up, turn-up

Now it's time for murder, murder, murder

[Verse 1]

I just got here, there's already bodies on the couch

Get the fuck out of here, bitch, damn it, give me some room, fucking slut

She just comatose, she don't hear me, fucking slut fucking whore fucking bitch

"Valentin, Ardisson? A series of hunted in his chest"

Okay, cocaine, cocaine, okay, codeine, codeine, codeine, okay

Pollen, pollen, pollen, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok

I've just fucking come out of showcase, damn I've shocked a lot of people

No problem, I slap my money, suck my gooseberries, I'm in the chair

I'm in the turn-up, I'm going to murder them, good night, heart, heart, okay, okay

I'm in a good mood, I'm taking out my Ruger, there's no more modesty, okay, okay

You suckers, lick my sweat, I'm the glow, I'm getting taller

I run away from prowlers and their smells; V.A.: the driller in your mother

Come on, come and visit the unemployed people's paradise

Before heaven when you go through the horror

Fucking sluts, zombies are being honored

And if tonight it's McDonald, tomorrow it's doner

[Chorus]

Dark evening, dark evening, motherfuckers

Turn-up in a hell of a circle, not in the square

It's all sweet, all acid, we're all set

Your old turn-ups and our murders are not the same

Dark evening, dark evening, motherfuckers

Dark bastard, get out of here, go back and get ready

Turn-up, turn-up, turn-up, turn-up, turn-up, turn-up

Now it's time for murder, murder, murder

[Bridge]

Come on, let's get some fresh air

Come on, let's have a drink

[Bridge "NQNT33"]

Okay, I'm prepared for the ride

Okay, in the gourd, a potion that's being ripped out

Okay, cops on shift in the area

Okay, tinted glasses, I have the parade

Okay, all in pills without being sick

Okay, nine square meters becomes a palace

Okay, I can't feel my balls, I can't feel my face

Okay, shut the fuck up, now you're annoying me

[Verse 2]

Okay, I'm in the turn-up, it's crazy

I got nothing in the stomach, I can't throw it up

Only drug and alcohol addicts

Lost in paranoid delusions

Forced to turn up because it's not pretty

Forced to turn up to agony

Don't give a fucking fuck if my brain gets soft

God created betrayal and the Molly

It's not that it makes dabs, it doens't stand up anymore (nah)

You're lost in a tunnel where you can't see the end (shit)

There's nothing scary about you when you're disgusted with everything (shit)

Death or tonight is the same, there's no doubt about it (damn)

[Chorus]

Dark evening, dark evening, motherfuckers

Turn-up in a hell of a circle, not in the square

It's all sweet, all acid, we're all set

Your old turn-ups and our murders are not the same

Dark evening, dark evening, motherfuckers

Dark bastard, get out of here, go back and get ready

Turn-up, turn-up, turn-up, turn-up, turn-up, turn-up

Now it's time for murder, murder, murder