Travelling asa combatant among the dead
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The world's cemetaries as sole home
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As Moses opens his way through the Styx
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From beyond, I have the keys
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After traversing the gloomy "Tenebres"
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Purgatory's surrounding walls folded behind me
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Hope's in only one place to scrutinize
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The paradise of my God, where Jesus sits by thy side
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I am the Misanthrope Necromancer
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Coroner of the unjust death
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I am the Misanthrope Necromancer
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Coroner of the unjust death
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Thine own voice speaks in a wisper
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Is it you "S.A.S de L'Argilere"
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In an "yes" I answered fervently
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And St Pierre's fingers opened for me "les portes du paradis"
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A dazzling light invades the place
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His shriveled arms caress my hair
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Jean Paptisque Poquelin called Moliere
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In a pure communion gather... together
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Bringing to light his body
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Offers him as present a second birth
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I am the Misanthrope Necromancer
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Coroner of the unjust death
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Searching among the corpses
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Moliere's mortal remains
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Bringing to light is body
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Offers him as present a second birth
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And Moliere will recover a wise harmony
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The human lives in his smooth misanthropy
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I am the Misanthrope Necromancer
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To set out again sharing with others
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Been back on earth among all men
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And Moliere will recover a wise harmony
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The human lives in his smooth misanthropy
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Misanthrope Necromancer
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| Misanthrope |
