Appâts
Deluge Lyrics


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Regardons-nous, implacables viandards tout autour,
A l'affût de la chair à moignon,
Le festin des vautours.

Il n'y a rien à jeter, on ronge même les os,
De peur de ne pas se gaver suffisamment.
Ca bouffe avec les mains, la bouche,
Les yeux, la queue, tout.

Je nous vomirai,
D'avoir tant omis la beauté du chant des sirènes,
En les crucifiant, avant même de les avoir écoutées.

Souillées toutes lumières éteintes,
Pour les laisser crever après un ultime souffle de vie,
Une dernière étreinte.

C'est comme ça que l'amour se tait,
Laissant place aux bas instincts.




On a hissé nos vices au rang d'art,
Nous ces viandards.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics from Deluge's song "Appats" depicts a group of people, portrayed as "implacable viandards," who are gathered around like vultures, eager to feast on the flesh of a victim. The group appears to be savages who do not spare anything, even bones. They are so concerned about not being satisfied with the meal that they eat with their hands, mouth, eyes, and tail. The singer, who is part of the group, reflects on how disgusting and repulsive their behavior is to the point where they could make him vomit. He regrets not appreciating the beauty of the "chant des sirènes" (sirens' singing) and instead crucifying them even before they had a chance to listen to them.


The lyrics further explore the darker side of human nature, where love is silenced, and baser instincts like hunger and desire take over. The theme of cannibalism is symbolic of how human beings prey on one another, with no regard for morality and emotions. The song suggests that humanity's darkest impulses are being normalized and elevated to an art form, with vices being celebrated instead of condemned. Deluge's "Appats" is a scathing indictment on the human condition, where we have lost touch with our humanity and are consumed by our destructive behavior.


Line by Line Meaning

Regardons-nous, implacables viandards tout autour,
Let's look at ourselves, ruthless predators all around, hunting for every last bit of flesh, the vultures' feast.


Il n'y a rien à jeter, on ronge même les os,
There's nothing to waste, we gnaw even on the bones, out of fear of not gorging ourselves sufficiently. It eats with its hands, its mouth, its eyes, its tail, everything.


Je nous vomirai,
I would vomit us, for having omitted the beauty of the mermaids' song, by crucifying them even before listening to them.


Souillées toutes lumières éteintes,
Tainted with all lights off, leaving them to die after a final breath of life, one last embrace.


C'est comme ça que l'amour se tait,
This is how love is silenced, letting baser instincts take over. We have raised our vices to the rank of art, we the predators.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: François-Thibaut Hordé

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