Liesse

Que des médailles funestes Sur des poitrails sans vestes Toutes les médailles sont funestes Oh oui, la piétaille empeste Après la mitraille la liesse Tes funérailles s'ront modestes Sire ces gueux crèvent la faim Leur étendard est de gueules plain Standing tall on the shoulders of giants Can't you see The outrageous Horrendous amount of combats Vilified as heretic and degenerate I'll show you what it's like to look back with pride We aim our guns at your statues Ours were never built in the first place The past, the struggle, the banner, The cannons, the fodder We are standing on the shoulders of giants We are to shatter the shackles of tyrants Aeons of struggle before us, we follow We pass the torch to light a brighter tomorrow We are thankful for what we have We are eager to get the rest Hold high the banner, the beacons are lit, We have bridges to burn, your teeth to spit Taillé de gueules et de sable Pélo, pélo, pélo, crève Les cannes au firmament, la teu-tê dans l'ciment J'croyais qu't'aimais les monuments ? Ta carcasse comme point d'ralliement Standing on the shoulders of Giants There's nothing we can't behold Overhanging an edifice of scornful Violence And when their tombs are desecrated We'll be standing on the shoulders of Giants Violence We aim our guns at your statues Ours were never built in the first place We are standing on the shoulders of giants We are to shatter the shackles of tyrants Aeons of struggle before us, we follow We pass the torch to light a brighter tomorrow We are thankful for what we have We are eager to get the rest Have you thought twice about who've carried the cross? If the right to live in peace is decadence, so be it. I said: Have you thought twice about who've carried the cross? If the right to live in peace is decadence, so be it. Have you thought twice about who've carried the cross? If the right to live in peace is decadence, so be it. So be it So be it