Chronicle From The Stone Age

Borned into an ageless fossilized tribe, at last I wake up

My body and my Heart both bleed for Man's destiny

As budding as disappointing, it will hasten Adam's coming

Now all seems clear and outlined to me as it must be



Borned at the dawn of evolution, I finally wake up

My mind and my hand both sign Man's destiny

My cavern will be the concrete expression of my genius through the centuries

Now all seems clear and outlined to me as it must be



Broken, snatched, hacked, scattered

Men and Women hand over your souls and give them to Adam

Destroyed, carved, mutilated, mangled

Men and Women give me your rests to illustrate my account



For decades, I built the story of the One who will save the Earth from decay

Day after day, I shaped, I shaped Adam's existence, the Saviours

The stone got the gift to convey absolute equilibrium

Blood permits to create the sadistic dimension for history's survival

Now all seems clear and outlined to me as it must be



My work will be my existence, my cave will become my art

My music the sound of stone against stone

My pain the one of others, limbs that I'll snatch from victims

Now all seems clear and outlined to me as it must be