Misanthrope Necromancer — текст песни (Misanthrope)

Travelling asa combatant among the dead
The world`s cemetaries as sole home
As Moses opens his way through the Styx
From beyond, I have the keys

After traversing the gloomy Tnbres
Purgatory`s surrounding walls folded behind me
Hope`s in only one place to scrutinize
The paradise of my God, where Jesus sits by thy side

I am the Misanthrope Necromancer
Coroner of the unjust death
I am the Misanthrope Necromancer
Coroner of the unjust death

Thine own voice speaks in a wisper
Is it you S.A.S de L`Argilre
In an yes I answered fervently
And St Pierre`s fingers opened for me les portes du paradis

A dazzling light invades the place
His shriveled arms caress my hair
Jean Paptisque Poquelin called Molire
In a pure communion gather... together

Bringing to light his body
Offers him as present a second birth

I am the Misanthrope Necromancer
Coroner of the unjust death
Searching among the corpses
Molire`s mortal remains
Bringing to light is body
Offers him as present a second birth

And Molire will recover a wise harmony
The human lives in his smooth misanthropy

I am the Misanthrope Necromancer
To set out again sharing with others
Been back on earth among all men
And Molire will recover a wise harmony
The human lives in his smooth misanthropy