L'Envol - Misanthrope

Sers-toi de ton ame, laisse ton corps infame

Dechet corporel dont le monde t"a dote.

Cours vers un ailleurs, attendri par l"horreur

Ou les meandres de l"esprit orchestre…

cette sinueuse symphonie.

Prends ton envol pour les cieux

En maitre du temps immortel

Prends ton envol pour joindre Dieu

Et redonne au mal un sourire eternel

Moi l"etre de chair, j"ai cru discerner

Repondre a l"anatheme, d"inavouables verites.

J"ai grandi infirme, n"osant imaginer

Connaitre un jour, le secret

Prends ton envol pour les cieux

En maitre du temps immortel

Prends ton envol pour joindre Dieu

Et redonne au mal un sourire eternel

Furtif a la menace, j"ai penetre le sas

Monolithes en fusion, defiant le soleil

Sans plume je m"envole du bord de la nacelle

Moi l"etre de chair, j"ai cru discerner

Repondre a l"anatheme, d"inavouables verites.

J"ai grandi infirme, n"osant imaginer

Connaitre un jour, le secret

Connaitre un jour, les secretes reponses de l"hostie consacre.

Moi l"etre de chair, j"ai cru discerner

Repondre a l"anatheme, d"inavouables verites.

J"ai grandi infirme, n"osant imaginer

Connaitre un jour, le se

cret.

Avec detachement, separes-toi de cette carapace charnelle

Proie originelle du peche de l"Eden

Apparais du cosmos, en maitre du temps

Createur du mal, redonne vie au neant.

Bouleverse le Cronos de ta science analphabete

Redevient l"enfant souille, bannie… estropie de nazareth.

Prends ton envol pour les cieux

En maitre du temps immortel

Prends ton envol pour joindre Dieu

Et redonne au mal un sourire eternel

De l"intuition des astres, secret comme un mage

Furtif a la menace, j"ai penetre le sas

Monolithes en fusion, defiant le soleil

Sans plume je m"envole du bord de la nacelle

Moi l"etre de chair, j"ai cru discerner

Repondre a l"anatheme, d"inavouables verites.

J"ai grandi infirme, n"osant imaginer

Connaitre un jour, le secret

Connaitre un jour, les secretes reponses de l"hostie consacre.

Moi l"etre de chair, j"ai cru discerner

Repondre a l"anatheme, d"inavouables verites.

J"ai grandi infirme, n"osant imaginer

Connaitre un jour, le secret.

Avec detachement, separes-toi de cette carapace charnelle

Proie originelle du peche de l"Eden

Apparais du cosmos, en maitre du temps

Createur du mal, redonne vie au neant.

Bouleverse le Cronos de ta science analphabete

Redevient l"enfant souille, banni… estropie de nazareth.

Createur du mal, «je t"en prie», redonne vie au neant.

Use your soul, leave your body infamous

Bodily waste that the world has endowed you with.

Run to an elsewhere, softened by the horror

Or the twists and turns of the orchestral spirit...

this sinuous symphony.

Take flight for the skies

As master of immortal time

Take flight to reach God

And give back to evil an eternal smile

Me, the being of flesh, I thought I discerned

Respond to the anathema, unavowable truths.

I grew up crippled, not daring to imagine

To know one day, the secret

Take flight for the skies

As master of immortal time

Take flight to reach God

And give back to evil an eternal smile

Stealthy at the threat, I entered the airlock

Molten monoliths, defying the sun

Without a feather I fly off the edge of the basket

Me, the being of flesh, I thought I discerned

Respond to the anathema, unavowable truths.

I grew up crippled, not daring to imagine

To know one day, the secret

To know one day the secret answers of the consecrated host.

Me, the being of flesh, I thought I discerned

Respond to the anathema, unavowable truths.

I grew up crippled, not daring to imagine

To know one day, the se

cret.

With detachment, separate yourself from this carapace

Original prey of the sin of Eden

Appear from the cosmos, master of time

Creator of evil, bring nothingness back to life.

Upset the Chronos of your illiterate science

Becomes the defiled, banished child again… cripple of nazareth.

Take flight for the skies

As master of immortal time

Take flight to reach God

And give back to evil an eternal smile

From the intuition of the stars, secret like a mage

Stealthy at the threat, I entered the airlock

Molten monoliths, defying the sun

Without a feather I fly off the edge of the basket

Me, the being of flesh, I thought I discerned

Respond to the anathema, unavowable truths.

I grew up crippled, not daring to imagine

To know one day, the secret

To know one day the secret answers of the consecrated host.

Me, the being of flesh, I thought I discerned

Respond to the anathema, unavowable truths.

I grew up crippled, not daring to imagine

To know one day, the secret.

With detachment, separate yourself from this carapace

Original prey of the sin of Eden

Appear from the cosmos, master of time

Creator of evil, bring nothingness back to life.

Upset the Chronos of your illiterate science

Becomes the defiled, banished child again… cripple of nazareth.

Creator of evil, "please" bring nothingness back to life.