Melancholia Lyrics - Blessed In Sin

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Paysage automnal, pluie, vent et tempete. Voile noir sur mon ame, pleurs de mon
coeur. Murmure spectral d'une ombre banale.

Pleure! Pleure! Pleure!
Prisonnier du sanctuaire sordide: isolement douleur enfermement.
Somptueux monument de tristesse eternelle, j'entends our moi, le threne du mustes

Mosaic of funest events which rules my life. You are the cause which creates the
work of my thought. - Sordid eternal work - Dark prophet of distress, in the past I
prayed the pristess for she granted me the stong nepenthes.

Tears and sickness without reaching the death. Pain of my soul. Pain of my body.
Ancestral pain, heart pain. I'm reaching the sheol without passing through death.

I, the Hierophant, I, the Prophet. I don't know the therapy for evil which is in me.
My funeral work, mortuary art, will destroy my hope and salutary death.

You leave empty my heart, tearing and bleeding you plunge me in a monotous
worrying nirvana. And I don't stop languish divine misfortune.

Forme sans visage, vague souvenir...Ancestral. Les myriades infernales,
deferlantes maudites, hantent sans cesse mon reve d'autrefois. Je ne puis
trouver le repos ni dans mes rimes ni dans la morphine. Je ne peux que glorifier le
dieu inverse qui ne craint pas d'etre tente, afin qu'il me tue dans son infinie bonte
Prisonnier du sanctuaire sordide; isolement, douleur, enfermement.
J'entends grace a vous le threne du mustes

Meurs! Meurs! Meurs!
Prisonnier du sanctuaire sordide, isolement, douleur, enfermement.
J'entends grace a vous, le chant funebre de l'initie

Entreating the darkness for it takes me away for I was Healing of my
inner evil.

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