Folie Verte کے بول

am the green Fairy My robe is the color of despair I have nothing in common with the fairies of the past What I need is blood, red and hot The palpitating flesh of my victims Alone, I will kill France, the present is dead Long live the future... But me, I kill the future and in family I destroy The love of country, courage, honor I am the purveyor of hell, penitentiaries, hospitals Who am I finally? I am the instigator of crime I am ruin and sorrow I am shame I am dishonor I am death I am absinthe