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Le De L'ange (Nocturnal Call Part 3)

[music: Abate/Canavaggia, lyrics:

leaving a cradle of
falling hell at the first sight
staring at new chaos
life me without desire

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

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

lies, surrounded by lies, just me why ?
why do we have to
our desolate fate as as we are born ?
we are puppets but who the strings ?
dusk after dusk we crawl vermin
on a ground that we even posses
I live in a no-man's
a held by hypocrisy
the of god and men

let the storm
and light away
I hate world, I hate god
I you

ubi dicta...

I contemplate this bereaved
and I see this diamond
a cradle with passion
on a shadowy coffin
poetry once by the innocent child
who praises sentiments

all the perfumes from the past
entwined the magenta sky
warp me to suffer my
dusk, I pledge my allegiance to
this is my
kneels down towards
the night
of wisdom enthrones
the bereavement of my
the quest for my equinoctial
you of the untold
feel the blood I cum
to me, ye faithful darkness

thus, I reveal the coming raven under the moon