Bonjour Tristesse - Turmoil
текст песни

Permanent living peace is permanent living death.

Your hollow existence is nothing but a lie.
I despise your peace,your shallow way of life.

The swans drown in bilge water,
take down the signs,
test the poisons,
get the nails ready,
flog the backs of the saints.

I'm set to destroy your tomorrow.
I want to see a world ablaze.
My blessing for you shall be scorn
and I will piss on your dawn.

We are the filth, those who chose darkness over light.

Greet death,
breathe strife,
drown the swan
and piss on the dawn.

Turmoil is our god!
Madness is our god!