The Fields of Elysium

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"