[Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / June 1999]
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Je suis celui que tu ecoutais dans l'ombre de minuit
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lui dont la pensee chuchotait a ton ame
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lui dont tu devinais vaguement la tristesse
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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 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 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 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, 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 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 God, forbear me !
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You'll never understand
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The devouring fire which makes me fucking live
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Tragedia Dekadencia
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Anorexia Nervosa |