| Je suis celui que tu écoutais dans l’ombre de minuit
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| Lui don’t la pensée chuchotait à ton âme
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| Lui don’t tu devinais vaguement la tristesse
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| Lui don’t tu voyais l’image en songe
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| Celui don’t le regard tue l’espoir
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| Celui que personne n’aime
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| Le fléau de mes esclaves terrestres
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| Le Roi de la connaissance et de la Liberte
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| L’ennemi des Cieux
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| Le Mal de la Nature
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| (Voila ce que vous avez fait de moi)
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| Evil I am not
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| … Just ordinary hate
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| You’ll never understand
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| Let me leave this room
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| You will lose this wager, my lord
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| Whoreson, you are not me
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| I’m just like the others
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| A pit of bloted ground for to be made
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| For such a guest is meet
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| What kind of thing is more common?
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| What think you on’t?
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| I’m as the indifferent children of the earth
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| As my heritage, a thousand humans died within my hand
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| A thousand lives, God offered me
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| The sublime hatred which fills my heart…
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| I’m God’s anger and nothing more
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| Dominus Vobiscum
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| Et c** spiritu tuo
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| But age with his stealing steps
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| Hath clawed me in his clutch
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| And hath shipped me intil the land
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| As if I had never been such
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| Thou pray’st not well
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| For the love of God, forbear me!
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| You’ll never understand
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| The devouring fire which burns in me
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| Let me leave this room
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| You will lose this wager my lord
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| Whoreson, you are not me
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| I’m just like all the others
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| The bastards you can’t touch
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| Dominus Vobiscum
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| Et c** spiritu tuo
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| Per omnia saecula saeculorum
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| I’m as the indifferent children of the earth
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| A thousand humans died within my hand
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| A thousand lives, God offered me
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| As my heritage
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| Divine gift is…
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| The sublime hatred which fills my heart
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| Iudica me, Deus
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| Et discerne causam meam de gente non sancta
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| Ab homine iniquo et doloroso erue me
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| But age with his stealing steps
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| Hath clawed me in his clutch
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| And hath shipped me intil the land
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| As if I had never been such
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| Thou pray’st not well
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| For the love of God, forbear me!
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| You’ll never understand
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| The devouring fire which makes me live
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| Je ne suis plus que tenebres et vengeance
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| Je veux vous voir decrepir, pourrir comme les insectes repugnants
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| Que vous êtes tous les uns comme les autres
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| Dans un abime de merde grouillante
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| Vous n'êtes que des immondices, des larves rampantes
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| But age with his stealing steps
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| Hath clawed me in his clutch
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| And hath shipped me intil the land
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| As if I had never been such
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| Thou pray’st not well
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| For the love of God, forbear me!
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| You’ll never understand
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| The devouring fire which makes me fucking live |