ne suis plus autonome, j'attends ton jugement dernier Tu sors les griffes, oui tu veux m'affecter Si je vacille, me laissera tu tomber? Ou fera tu une danse macabre
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As years go by I have learned to understand Mankind has to die Elimination until the end Misanthropy consuming my mind Misanthropy consuming my heart
spirit travelled The Highlands The North Sea taught me humbleness My mind got drunk by the beauty of France In Bretagne and Ireland a Celtic dance My
Did you know which way we went? Fast ways and many burning hills I cannot tell you which way we went That's where I've lost you Realise it now But
Death in midsummer There is true beauty in all that dies Nothing lasts forever...I know Dreams, hopes, life itself Slipping through my fingers Slipping
Decline of Romantiticism Where will be the border? And who will draw your line? In your life there is no order You just lost track of time This is
Like a forgotten paradise As if refused by father time My land can be found Under a clouded grey sky Walking the eternal landscapes As painted by our
Where faith has failed Men's mind has travelled Throughout of space His wings might fly No borders for human's restless desires Since science killed
If solitude follows grief This heart of mine a wilderness Splendid memories indeed hardly a relief What comfort offers a last caress? What comfort offers
tapping its foot To a bewitching tune Truly in a joyful mood Clouds covering the moon In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse Macabre Danse Macabre
As we march through the cities of conquered lands A feeling of power Takes over our minds When we see the enemies' fate Upon our hands So difficult
All who still remain Are leaving their shelter One by one The King leads his court The sun seeks it's own reflection On their clothes that shine like
It is so amusing To see you clap your hands To some else's tune So pleasant to hear you speak Words created by others Quite easy to follow Another person
Perversity, lust, decadence Mankind's prior frustration My mind hardly can comprehend Mating the sole destination This decline of romanticism I do regret
Fill the goblet again! For I never before Felt the glow which now gladdens my heart: my heart to its core Let us drink! Who would not? Since through
I created light, the earth and the sea But who is that fragile creature That dares to challenge me? This paradise I made was perfect by all means All
We promised to make a difference, you and I Both still young, feeling smart Now in the light of this shaded lamp I can almost see your smile Dreamt
