Exiled Existence Lyrics - Misanthrope

Your murderous hands 

Motionless in the night 

By a fanatic deviation 

Your body hit the ground 

That fight your wrist 

The head beneath Heaven 

Mental aberration 

Crush your back on the floor 

Affectivity knock out 

You pour out the first blood 

By your own treachery 

False to the honor 

Set a trap for yourself 

Catch sight of the long tunnel 

Been in the dumps 

Berth a wreck alongside 

The prison-ship of depression 

Exiled existence 

By the ordinary excuse 

To avoid all responsibilities 

Resolving everything plainly 

Even choose your hour to die 

No more vindications 

So suffer on your knees 

Death might knock quickly 

What a punishment 

To see his own blood 

Spread on the marble 

Of your apartments 

Fever close to the body 

It's time to die 

Your soul is alone 

Facing consciousness 

When death takes you 

Only god can make the choice 

Uncompleted life 

Dream of deliverance 

Like a poet 

I am lifesick 

Who haunts me 

I feel boredom 

Who makes a mess in my life 

I wish in an elsewhere 

Alive in a life of vexations 

I am reading your poems here 

In the reign of the night 

Baudelaire you are my dark sights 

Your suicide is my courage 

Hearten by your inspiration 

To live among the others 

You pour out the first blood 

By your own treachery 

False to the honor 

Set a trap for yourself 

Exiled existence 

By the ordinary excuse 

To avoid all responsibilities 

Resolving everything plainly 

Nearer to touch the stars 

In this sanctuary of pain 

I will come with you