Do You Think You Can Be Righteous

It Is A Maxim Of Old That Among Themselves All Things Are Common To Friends.

By Dying I Wanted To Maintain My Honor, And Hide A Flame So Black From The Daylight!

You Who Love Wild Passions, Flee The Holy Austerity Of My Pleasures. All Here Breathes Of God, Peace And Truth.

When I'm Carried Away, Isn't It Clear That My Heart Contradicts My Mouth?

Ainsi Que La Vertu, Le Crime A Ses Degre S. Crime, Like Virtue, Has Its Degrees.