Текст (слова) песни: Misanthrope - Misanthrope Necromancer
Travelling asa combatant among the dead The world`s cemetaries as sole home As Moses opens his way through the Styx From beyond, I have the keys
After traversing the gloomy "Tnbres" Purgatory`s surrounding walls folded behind me Hope`s in only one place to scrutinize The paradise of my God, where Jesus sits by thy side
I am the Misanthrope Necromancer Coroner of the unjust death I am the Misanthrope Necromancer Coroner of the unjust death
Thine own voice speaks in a wisper Is it you "S.A.S de L`Argilre" In an "yes" I answered fervently And St Pierre`s fingers opened for me "les portes du paradis"
A dazzling light invades the place His shriveled arms caress my hair Jean Paptisque Poquelin called Molire In a pure communion gather... together
Bringing to light his body Offers him as present a second birth
I am the Misanthrope Necromancer Coroner of the unjust death Searching among the corpses Molire`s mortal remains Bringing to light is body Offers him as present a second birth
And Molire will recover a wise harmony The human lives in his smooth misanthropy
I am the Misanthrope Necromancer To set out again sharing with others Been back on earth among all men And Molire will recover a wise harmony The human lives in his smooth misanthropy
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