Couplet 1 :

Fruit of imagination endowed with blades for fingers
A heart of gold imprisoned by these claws
An innoncence hidden behind this strange appearance
Forgotten in the darkness of a castle populated with machines
Disproportionate cogs, dust and isolation
Behind this universe the work of an artist
Taciturn Adam is isolated from this agitated world
Delivered to him even having only for memories some details

Refrain:

Loosed in this black world
He wait for nothing from the outside world
In the middle of this castle
A face covered by scars
The face of a lonely soul
It's the child of imagination
He deserves so much disease however

Couplet 2:

Accepted by other people then rejected such a monster
He found however a person who understand him
I will be the end of a period of isolation
He cannot grip this soul mate in his arms
But feelings remain strong and shall break barriers raised by the intolerant
Conformity and temperamental juxtaposed
Him hurted body and soul by his blades
Her whose look into his eyes enough to read in him
In the past with a delinquent but today with a gold heart

(Reprise du couplet 1 puis au refrain x3)

This figure who goes out of the common
This artist full of talent but not understood
Lets us not forget that will come the day when he will show what he feels
Accepted by other people then rejected such a monster
He found however a person who understand him
I will be the end of a period of isolation
He cannot grip this soul mate in his arms
But feelings remain strong and shall break barriers raised by the intolerant
Conformity and temperamental juxtaposed
Him hurted body and soul by his blades
Her whose look into his eyes enough to read in him
In the past with a delinquent but today with a gold heart

(Au refrain)