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[This is the mature thought made after the separation of the Misanthrope and mankind.

Restatement over a past and a future.

Why did we lose the power of hopeness living in harmony with the others?

Were can we turn around henceforth? Difficult choice: the end or the infinite?

These are the only alternative to the madness.]

Without a sentense I'm living you

My life and acts can't be possessed

Poor newborn child, do not believe in a past

My survival is over

Away from them, peace covers me

I'm going somewhere - "no one can follow me"

Only silence hears me, so I can say:

"I loved you"

[chorus]

Unsubdued redemption

Realm of retaliation

Unsubdued redemption

Shades of degeneration

Nowadays I control my way of life

Ancient alive dust which path following

Why shall I live on the earth

Unspoken call

Afraid in this empty human desert

My choice is done, I'm flying to thy

Upon my highness, I'm laughing impertinently

A smile on my lips

[chorus]

- Welcome to the paradise -

- Burst this church of lies -