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Le De L'ange (Nocturnal Call Part 3)

[music: Abate/Canavaggia, Blachier]

leaving a of light
falling into at the first sight
at this new chaos
life embraces me without

touched by the hand of
a wisdom as as me
I the stench of a putrid life
lies and are but my fate

dropped in a desert of hate
waiting for the unknown to
(my crop)
a tear vanishes before 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 the strings ?
dusk after dusk we crawl vermin
on a ground that we don't posses
I live in a land
a held by hypocrisy
the of god and men

let the storm
and blow light
I hate this world, I god
I you

ubi dicta...

I contemplate bereaved soul
and I see this diamond
a cradle filled with
opening on a coffin
poetry spoken by the innocent child
who praises spectral

all the perfumes the inner past
with the magenta sky
warp me to suffer my
dusk, I my allegiance to thee
is my oath
innocence kneels towards
the night
of wisdom enthrones
the of my life
the for my equinoctial desires
you of the untold
feel the blood I cum
to me, ye faithful darkness

thus, I reveal the coming under the growing moon