Miracle 3: The Mandrake Lyrics - Misanthrope

[Deus Puerilis] 

Deus, in adjutoruim meum intende. 

Domine, ad adjuvandum me festina. 

Gloria Patri, et Filio, Spiritui Sancto. 

Sicut erat in principio, et nunc, et semper, 

et in saecula saeculorum. Amen. Alleluia. 

omnia sol temperat 

Purus et subtilis 

Novo mondo reserat 

Faciem Deus Puerilis 

Puerilis... 

[...In Silence] 

Slow skull embodiemment 

Emerge to my feded mind 

Alternated emotion of impurity 

People are septic to my Misanthrotheories 

Let me roar 

Feel the utter evil 

Oh... that's truly black metal 

Alone in the depths of solitude I lay 

Their cancer attacks a part of my crisis inside 

Oh fall shadows, fall... belong the waves 

Replace my mind, with a normal human one 

Desperate Misanthrope, 

lonely world carbonize my thoughts 

Humanity pays: 

Every hour they're trying to give me 

In a followers mould, blessed Lord confess it 

Jesus suffering, three days on the cross 

I'm just twenty two, why so long a cost? 

machines won't (let go) nature go God's ways 

...In silence I denounce: 

Life harmony is a pledge to be 

Doomsday hours alleviate slowly the carrion's path 

This call is for me -Allowance times arrives- 

Sigh the Obituary of Misanthropy 

Take my hand 

-Slowly- 

Pulls is inhuman 

Present 

And see differences between the past & present Future 

Time keeper memorize the ... 

Past 

Operation dissect my gated's compressed mind 

Brain changing necessity 

Human's system, security 

Sign the Obitary of Misanthropy 

[Totem Of Doubt] 

Link souls to the totem of doudt 

Totem of doubt 

Once again I shut my eyes passing through a nebulus void 

Constantly watching in your mind 

Guide my hands to the realm where nothing dies 

Without any regrtes I will burn my arms 

Life's end float away on the waves of incomprehension 

I shall die upon nailed emotions 

From the sky tears drop like rain 

Crawling loss of ancien remains 

Rememberance of my orgasm 

Horn's voices whisps of iconoclasm 

Rememberance of my orgasm 

Horn's voices whisps of iconoclasm 

[Velvet Solemn Quest] 

Lords... 

Lord of fates 

Creator of the sun 

Man of absolute 

Universe's prayer sung 

Father of hate 

Master of the earth 

Oh... velvet paradise 

Stone solemn quest 

Endless soul grace 

Break the labyrinth's silence 

Farewell of my heart 

Doom fate creator 

When I look upon the sun 

I die eternally 

But my soul rises for thee 

Which will burn (near you) endlessly 

Oh lord 

You died for hymns 

Mighty soul 

Answers me 

Onto the sun 

Rise thee 

Oh lord -Died for hymns 

Mighty soul 

Answers me 

Mourner's lament 

To heaven I have came to stay 

From a sad side my fate hail 

Pray 

-Nightfall's morning is my hour- 

And adore 

Sadness 

-God's tears- Thy