La Fin de leur Monde [English translation]

Look at my crying earth

But things here always happen in such a magnitude

Sons die before their fathers, too much sweaty mothers

When stupidity's guns sing heart-shaped tunes

The soul eater voraciously eats in his meals our resentments

I hear her every night, tired of the ghosts haunting her,

tired of their laments, so much that sometimes she's trembling

Through the blood of hatred, constantly sowed, in step,

When it chases away the wind from plains

Nothing changes since, where I live, jewish, catholic,

Muslim, black or white, shut up, you make too much noise

Like these storms whose water mix with our tears,

And when they hit the arid ground, whose soul was stolen by the uranium,

I don't want a city with a graveyard bigger than the habitable area

Even thought it seems as if on the other side everything is calmer, more stable

I don't want that after D day1, the survivors will live under neon lights,

Too close to nothingness, because the sun deprives them of its beams

Arteries full of bitter taste like a caddy at super discount markets,

We charge, we charge, at the exit it's all in the teeth

I believe it's in the era's air, everybody is searching for a scapegoat

Yeah, from a simple missed life to a nuclear bomb drop

Love needs air in their world, we are suffocating, everything we support,

It's the pressure and the shrinks2 who will exorcise them

Can someone tell me if I have a chance of ever seeing the long awaited peace.

That one day morons get some knowledge,

Perched on my pen, I'm waiting for this time, watching over this mess

Some small flares climbed up the sky, for them I bleed this gospel

"Hera"3 is flying swiftly away; tired of the vigour we stole from her

We all proclaim to love her, but none of us is fidel

Jealousy and covetousness come out from each one of us

When the issues arise, we settle them fighting

And during this time, some people load money on large dumpsters

Guess who's digging but with bigger shovels

When will we arrive, to a point where happiness is refreshing

My future is being built, without a cry, without a guy on the ground

Without a nuclear power plant leak, nothing on Geiger counter4

And in the end I am aware that we are only tenants here

What a rental, look some at what we did with it

When the old man will do the check-up, we will kiss our deposit good bye

We should have returned it the way we got it

Clean, without stain, and innocent like a new born child,

But our people die of starvation in Africa

And there ain't enough cash for them

So their starvation will have to moderate

Men falls under a racist burst,

But we can't do anything for them,

So bullets will have to be dodged

The assholes in front of TV, too busy dreaming,

The finger on the remote control, we feel like existing

We moan, we yell, we hope that it will change

But build your barricades and you will see them all hesitating

Decorated with misunderstanding and giants steel,

The globe dreams of compassion and buds re-emerge on its branches

The same buds that will let us choke one December's night, in silence,

Just a piece of cardboard laid down,

Everyone got their chance, from which planet comes the one who said that?

A politician, I think, lives from Bora Bora5

While the homes suffer,Tora Tora style

But well it's too low, so inevitably they can't see us

Words, words, words, they promised mountains and wonders,

But the wonders vanished,

Only mountains are left, but it's tough to climb

And on the peak, there are only demons wearing ash-gray suit

And downstair, it's a circus game,of Caesar Ave6

Because we will be eaten by the beasts they trained

We notice a heavy fall of blood on the map, a black air rising

One day we will pay a lot for a breath of pure air

Here everyone has its culture, and his racism

But on a white back, black is still the best target

Times are changing, for sure, but there are still some irascible

Henry, Arron, Mormeck or Zinédine tell them hello

When people are taking their dinner,

Still too many search for it, for them no 8 rooms, they search down in the parking

Everyone is shocked,

It devaluates area, it scares granny,

And we know what granny will vote

From their biz towers, straight like the Tower of Pisa,

Twin on the conk, they divide, split in their way

Then we are surprised that it ends up with a fratricide

Because the only thing that matter is to increase missile's orders

Long live to democracy, that brandishes truncheons in front of pacifists

You don't agree, we hit you

Persistent offenders: it's never them that we hunt

They live at the top of lists and put their mugs on the tracts

This world is dying, from what we are, it was expectable

Like the drop on the forhead, as soon as crap happens

But fear atrophies our hearts, scared by everything we don't know

So we we use it like armour from stupid beliefs

Everywhere extremists are dominating, prime time,

Each time they decimate a family

And long before these regions tasted starvation

Image too raw for a redneck in front of his overcooked meat

As he thought that euro were going to make a lot of people happy

For holidays you need to wait a little or gain the money at gambling games

But now it's not right on time, tomorrow very early there is job

Understand this world is going too fast, no chance we catch up to it

On the road of principle, they put wolf's traps,

A little everywhere there are dynamite's jacket and scuds missiles

Got to take care to explosive mines, wells whence death flows

Can be quick-witted, but over time he will not dodge everything

And one day it will finally fall,

I hope there will be someone to help the fellow man to raise up

I hope it will not be like us, embittered and dead

And over all I hope that it will not try to blow himself up

Akhenaton:

You know, we live in TV

The planet is cracked

The serve us well wrapped packages but in reality it is all mixed up

We are lead to hope for the simple things

But this factory was set into motion in fear

All of this is in order to upset them

Cries without scars, terror in the matrix7

They talk about another life in New York Paris London or Madrid

So this is what a scale in pain looks like

We like these catastrophies when people are left out of the list

Especially if they are like us, we film them pretentiously

While we are sitting on our sofas, so happy that we tricked death

All that is left in the heart is the anomaly called fear

And thanks to this they resort to using force,

Here is why the try to blackmail us into employment in the clubs

Here is why they want to implant the cross at any price

And in front of the TV we often believe them

They say it is humanitarian

But they steal the sea and the land, there is war on every piece of land

If daily life is precarious,

It is because they raise us up to be noxious and to settle for ephemeral joys

If Africa is angry, it is because it was plunder by trust

Only corrupt generals cooperate and play lives in poker games

Is resentment and will for revenge all we can offer them?

We talk about women's rights when their husbands hit them

With religious images straight out of the fables

As if they have exactly been like this since the middle ages

In the age of 46 a new page opens

Now they are important to us, we say at work

Why they earn less than money with equal competition?

Why would they be less fit to be responsible?

When in fact they have all touched our naked butts on the sand

We are forced on the bottle, we bet on nags

But in reality they make us drink poison

And in the happiness hotel many pack their luggage

Hope killed by liberal fanatics

No dirty bombs, nor a salvo 8

The strategy is simple they exploit and they starve

When we see them on TV those bastards look friendly

But the world is on its knees while they are ten around a table

Accounts under false names yet they pretend to act in the name of liberty

This is the monarchy of money

France and the US live in proxies

There is a war in Africa and you want to stay put?

Freedom here democracy there

I looked down the table and all I found was palaver9

The mafia is not in Calabria10nor in this godforsaken place

Where in the slums at forty you get sick

From years of smoking bad tobacco and eating shit

Xanax is tobacco11 and it comes with strong alcohol

The streets become ironworks

And the metal joint is mounted on big buttons

The everyday violence of the poor

And me who waits apocalypse after this apostrophe

I have had enough with all the lies they spread

To serve them, in many cases results in the loss of life

I hear the theories of terrorists

Brought to sacrifice by this horrible ideas

The monks survive on water and rice

While their pouf wanders in Aspen or St Morritz

The flora is burnt the fauna is dead

Say: Was it the old people dropped agent orange12on the North Vietnam?

Not it were the boys but who can show me the justice in the cause

When speaking of that everybody demands their rights

written on paper

Sorry I accept no excuses for Hiroshima13

We paint history as we colour fast an image

It doesn't matter who gets killed I live badly from this

We believe in the gendarmerie who serve and protect us

At least, this is in Rwanda where they play with RPG'S

To place the marionette which will suit France

Just so the ministry of defence can have another casserole

They have a cat fight but within they are despicable

On the concious of the elected lay the lives of milions

"While we have needles they have drills"

Parading on tank on the 14th14, they ride to sound of the marseillaise

And from the pictures we see the warriors they want us to se

Handing over to 16 years old in their appartements

We see different pictures: they say believe in god but believe in what they have

They didn't eve find a single body at ground zero15

But they could find the passport of Mohamed

I can't explain how grotesque it sounds

Now you understand why "it wished for them" in their libraries

In the college of life they play the history teachers

And soak the everyday life with illusionary nonsense

We built a fortress and called it Alamut

Physically blocked between attention and custory

Given the patriotic pressure I admire people

of the left in Israel and America

Do we worth more in France

sorry if I insist but looking honestly,

we are also racist, then we sell liberty at the open market

Fuck the drama and the values of the republic

The republic, she spends here weekand on a yacht

Then she sells herself for a trip on an airbus or frigate

She executes in the caves Kanak opponents16

And eat with guys like Giancana17

Then she explodes the Rainbow Warriors18

And draws the boundries of the third world on the teraces of mariot

Sponsers the fanatics of from the four corners of the globe

Teaches them to fight and how to use bombs

When the coliar breaks those fuckers run out of control

When they bite the hands of their master we call them monsters.

They decide our future over pitcher

Zarma for our security, they want us filed.

This is the France from behind the stores

I had enough from being duped

By face exempt from sports.

I fight not for my closed ones but for a better world

with my little hands

Often this time either the terror growls

or the fright rises, I work on myself every second

In order to be a better man

We live in a time where in a slum in paris 36 guys dies burned alive while demands for HLM sleeps19

for years in archives

while employees of the Town Hall were getting out with terrace and parking

Don't you call this racism

The will cry when we return to our roots

they caricatured our radical speeches

and it is summarized by gangsta rapper or yo yo!

We complexed so little self-assured,

we calls us, like wop, or rebeu nigga.

Every day the big ciyy tightens the grip on us

And you can see our evaporated names on the trains

My life a is microphone and mix tape far from ambitions

Of a one who will be elected president in 200720

I like it when they show their true faces

who will carve pipes monumental Chinese.

For lack of money give us some time

In our mouths liberty has become a curse

Because soldier carry it instead of the wind

Like the world was filled with cruel sultan

Unhappy patterns being proposed, I grow now

The roses in my microcosmos

Measure the minimum damage my microphone causes

This can only get better so I wait for the end of their world

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1. D-Day is the day on which a combat attack or operation is to be initiated2. psychologist3. Hera, Zeus's wife and one of his three sisters, is the goddess of women and marriage according to Greek mythology and religion.4. A device used for measuring radiation levels5. An island that is part of French Polynesia6. A refernce to the latin phrase Ave, Caesar, morituri te salutant, a form salutation to the emperors made by the gladiators fated to death.7. A simulated reality in which most humans live as depicted in the series:The Matix 8. simultaneous discharge of artillery.9. endless and idle discussions.10. A region in Italy where one of the strongest mafias, the 'Ndrangheta, works, this mafia has strong connection to the sicilian mafia and is active from the 1850's11. A psychoactive drug.12. agent orange is a herbicide used by the us military during the vietnam word as part of it herbicidal warfare. It was produced by monsanto and many controversies around it are still debated today.13. A nuclear bomb was dropped on Hiroshima, a japanese city, by the U.S airforce during the second world war. This was the first time a nuclear bomb was used in war leading to the deaths of many and causing ethical debates to this day.14. During the Bastille Day in the 14th of july France holds a military parade in paris.15. The ruins of the twin towers destroyed during a terroust attack in 2000.16. Maybe a reference to the Ouvéa cave hostage taking.17. Sam Giancana, an american mobster and the head of the Chicago Outfit mafia.18. Referencing the Affaire du Rainbow Warrior, France sank a the Rainbow Warrior ship of greenpeace.The ship was supposed to take carry protestors against France's nuclear test in Moruroa.19. 36 people were burned alive in zimbabwe in 2002.Possibly related so I will check for more information20. The elections after which Nicolas Sarkozy became the president of france.

• Artist:IAM
• Album:Saison 5