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Je suis celui que tu ecoutais dans l'ombre de minuit lui dont la pensee chuchotait a ton ame lui dont tu devinais vaguement la tristesse lui dont tu voyais l'image en songe |
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Celui dont le regard tue l'espoir |
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Celui que personne n'aime |
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Le fleau de mes esclaves terrestres |
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Le Roy de la connaissance et de la |
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Liberte L'ennemi des |
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Cieux Le Mal de la |
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Nature (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, |
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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 cum 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 |
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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 cum 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, |
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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, |
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Deus 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 |
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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 etes tous les uns comme les autres |
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Dans un abime de merde grouillante |
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Vous n'etes 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 |
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God, forbear me ! |
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You'll never understand |
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The devouring fire which makes me fucking live |
