Libertine - text

If god made man
In his graven image
Why quarrel with a jealous god?
You know his nature so!

There you go
Spending your tomorrows
Now cast aside blind divine rage
Where murderous seeds are sown

Seraphim in harmony, grotto of the sibyl
We've got the lyre, proverbial fire

And our name is Libertine

We all call
On our burdened partners
To right the wrongs dealt unto us
As if they were their own

Azure tears, Raining from madonna
Upon the rock where she was raped
To kill her only son

Prophecy and destiny
We will defy
Those who proselytize

And forever...Libertine

La destruction
qui est telle la création
est une nécéssité
de la nature

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