Тексты песен MISANTHROPE

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Oh friendless comrades of hate I cannot maintain our covenant Setting death to our poetic play Those smooth tunes of bizarre sadness A phoenix tear is falling Down upon our vain dust On your knees I&

C'est l'йternitй divine Qui m'enchante et me tente... Ma lyre enfin la devine :

Le ruissellement de la vie infinie, Aphrodite marine, inonde mes pensйes, l'amour devient argile. Regrettes-tu toujours le temps de ta jeunesse ? Antique dйesse, foyer de vie, tendresse. Des sa

Please elude my lonely waiting Awaiting for a sea A shine through my aquarium Cristal prison of elizium The sleepless soul of decorum Leave my body in anachronism I will fade away: Radiant opium elev

When the night isn't just boredom But a faint sickness to live Itinerant Schizophrenic Phobia engulf my body Seperate me from the being At 666 days of the end of the century Announce the chroni

Her: "Why are you worshipping a human genocide?" I: "I'm watching the downfall, My sex on, on cold marble, Licking tears of mankind's cry ! I didn't stop, I just stole A

(Hopeness to be able to reborn in a world where misanthropy would not rage. Before this is it is inside us and it pushes to be psycological revolt. We can't practice violence, but on the other h

Bвtisseur de cathйdrales Fidиle ouvrier de Dieu Puissance du plus profond des entrailles de Notre-Dame Bвtisseur de cathйdrales Bйnies soit les enveloppes de marbre De divins sйraphins angйliques aux

Allright Babe come to see dady... bitch Your tongue caress my limbs... suck me I pinch your pubescent breast Innocent offered vagina Rape... ...Rape Slot... ...Slut Opened cunt... ...Cunt Sensation..

(L'Erotique Courtoise 7 years later) Voici le troupeau roux des tordeuses de hanches. Fuyez des palais morts comblйs par les barbares. Tas de chiennes en rut avaleuses de lйzards, Vos crix sans

I'm back again, Back in the evil night, And you're waiting, Doomed by the living dead. Flames are rising, Can't you see you're dying. The wolves are howling, A baby's cry i

How our life is so futile What a fool to think about a tomorrow Joy is so furtive When your pulpy kiss meets my lips I do not believe in tenderness anymore Henceforth more than simple promises Go be

Nothing can cheer me I am like the king of a rainy land, Wealthy but impotent, moribond and senile. Nothing can cheer me Even the sage alchemist who no longer smoothes my gold, Nor my subjects who c

(Being in a world which doesn't accept us as human beings we are obliged to riposte, making a plunge into misanthropy. Now and till the great change we will be: hater of mankind.) Rupture with

To the desillusion of life You loved us but we betrayed Your reliance in coming by Through you as a misanthrope of trumpery Unwittingly how to leave Still to human to overthrow All those pleasant ye

l ne cesse de pleuvoir depuis une йternitй 600 perles d'eau sur mon visage, 600 plaies et 600 douleurs L'autre hiver Eternel ocйan glacй L'autre hiver sang bleutй Les feuilles se libи

ngage-toi dans la plus grande guerre civile que la France ait jamais connue Les blancs, aux coeurs rouges surmontйs d'une croix Ont pris pour emblиme le drapeau de leur roi Il faudra donc vaincr

Je suis la prostituйe des coeurs misйreux La crasseuse confidente de vos marmots poisseux La foi de l'athй qui en chacun de nous se terre Dans les bas-fonds du plus sordide des subconscients Eje

Viens... Viens, viens couler en moi... Le fruit de tes bras s'estompe Mon coeur glacй (my frozen heart) s'enflamme Prиs de la jetйe, oщ s'engouffrent las вmes Je dessine ton visage sur

Dйguste les joies de mon absurditй orpheline Mes peintures s'extirpent de leur cadre chйtif, Les statues s'animent et rampent а cфtй de leur socle Recroquevillй, nu sur une tombe, le christ

N'as-tu jamais ressenti la pesanteur du silence des grottes N'as-tu jamais pйnйtrй d'un pas rвleur ces humides murailles Toujours plus loin et plus profond Emerveillй par la splendeur

atador de l'art extrкme Dressй sur les barricades En braconnier de l'animal а вme... accusй! Matador de l'extrкme Associй aux crimes contre l'humanitй Spйcialiste de l'art m

(Directly inspired by a neo-New-Age thought. Finally, it's time to progress and to reach our spirit. These few statements are just an approach, a call to reason. Let's leave this body). Yo

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 "Tйnиbres"

I am a monolith Sect of our heart My belief in religion Rise high in the sky Own preacher Hatetress desires Ruin my throne of celtic empire Of celtic empire Gold Stones black and grey Sculpt dark uni

My soul My soul is black like a bird Lies, raven priceless Ahead to mediatic crosses Engulfed spirally's crown Engulfed lustfull desire Darkness Abyssic cliches None habits gather my churches I

(The misanthropic vision of this social fact, which is a burial. Rites practiced by each civilisation. Here, isn't a place for criticism but a sincere remark.) Your corpse will be purified Infe

Then I die in a crimson world from behind, Praise my defunct soul to the highest sky. Pirouetting through the gloom, God guides my acts As an angel tempted by The lust for the deformed Lashing out t

Wich sinner could go to paradise? Who could fly with no wings? Who could live with mankind without a tear? I'm the paradise sinner!

Marchons sur les graviers Masse sombre rectangulaire Attirйe une curiositй y a germй Vision nette de mes yeux clairs Avant l'йcorchement de sa carapace Une vie semblait -derriиre- L'odeur d

Total eclipse chaos We are the infants of the disinheritance The futile future invisible people Invincible with a trans-lucid heart Inviolable total eclipse chaos The translucent nomads Sparkle to n

(This is the mature thought made after the separation of the Misanthrope and mankind. Restatement over a past and a future. Why did we lose the power of hopeness living in harmony with the others? We