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Le Berceau De L'ange (Nocturnal Call 3)

Abate/Canavaggia, lyrics: Blachier]

leaving a of light
falling into hell at the first
at this new chaos
life me without desire

by the hand of divinity
a as blind as me
I feel the of a putrid life
lies and suffering are but my

dropped in a desert of hate
waiting for the to harvest
(my crop)
a tear that vanishes touching the ground
I feel nothing, nothing but my

lies, surrounded by lies, tell me why ?
why do we to foresee
our fate as soon as we are born ?
we are puppets but who pulls the ?
dusk after dusk we like vermin
on a that we don't even posses
I live in a no-man's
a held by hypocrisy
the of god and men

let the brew
and blow away
I this world, I hate god
I you

ubi dicta...

I this bereaved soul
and I see this diamond
a cradle filled passion
on a shadowy coffin
poetry once spoken by the child
who spectral sentiments

all the perfumes from the inner
entwined with the sky
warp me to my delight
dusk, I my allegiance to thee
this is my
innocence kneels towards
the night
futility of enthrones
the of my life
the for my equinoctial desires
you preachers of the
feel the that I cum
come to me, ye darkness

thus, I the coming raven under the growing moon