La Malédiction de la Dame Blanche

Tâchez dêtre rentrés avant le clair de lune
 Parce qu'alors
 La forêt devient vivante!
 They plough on the lands near a damned, baleful source of evil
 Drifting foreign knaves, broken slaves of war
 Trying to avoid the wrath of the french revolution
 Eyes of fear and confusion
 They seem terrified of the white cloaked haze that lies dormant in daylight yet haunts moonlit crops at night
 The french peasants called the apparition "La Madame Blanche"
 Some of them worked late on their fields and mysteriously disappeared
 As if they just ran straight into the black marsh, to escape from the atrocities of the white ghost
 Certainly convinced she came forth since that hellish fire
 Like a straw she burned!
 None concerned until her phantasm had returned from a bleak spectral world
 Frequently she's seen in the gleam of a dismal chimerical moon floating through clouds of gloom
 La malédiction de La Madame Blanche
 La malédiction de La Madame Blanche
 This town is haunted
 This town is goddamn cursed
 These trees have eyes
 Staring through your soul during moonrise
 Oh, you don't believe the truth?
 Turn around!
 Perhaps she's standing right behind you
 Right now!
 Right now!
 The french peasants called the apparition "La Madame Blanche"
 These words were transformed by the church which identified the curse as "De Lammendam"
 And don't expect a happy ending when I say goodbye
 You may kiss the bride before you will brutally die