Misanthrope - Antiquary To Mediocrity lyrics

rate me

Birthright named osurtiers

That only God has the power to judge

Versailles' parasite

Antiquary to mediocrity

We are Versailles' parasites

Using blunted weapons

Diluting our poison into the

Miraculous healer Champagne glass

Their compassion for Marivaux's habits

Bleed to white our gold-dust skin

Of our drunkard vices attraction

For the reversed side

Retarded child of dishonour

I had the utmost difficulty

Of my mortifying rank

Expose against flattery

Human life passes far from humilation purpose

Under the desires of a fickle eaglet,

Inaccessible to pity

Introduce me

Been in favour to the court

Antiquary to mediocrity

Paying my court to my loved queen

Enter the high society

Where words grate Appollon's smiles

Dismissed mirror of our obsession

Cruelty on the surface of flesh

Even with the the head on the block,

I will kiss languishly

My brother the executioner, offence to mediocrity

Draw my nails one by one

Tear out the carapace lair

Re-echoing under point)lace underwear

Of a wild baroque baroness

Wounds under the breast

Suffered of spanking bu mondaine

Let me hope in a ripe fruit

Blossom out from a rotten bough

Marie Antoinete, I miss you so

As a bleeding distress flow

Heartlessness towards my love

Usher in the high world

Divine mistress of my chaste night

Libertines reception in the floral park

Shocker at the sight horsewhip my body

In silk damp sheets