Au croisement des chemins j’ai mis genoux \u00e0 terre
Et les yeux vers le sol j’ai dis cette pri\u00e8re
Dans ce langage ancien aux accents gutturaux
Venus des \u00e2ges lointains et des premiers tombeaux<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dans la poussi\u00e8re mes mains ont trac\u00e9 tous les signes
Grecs, babyloniens, assyriens, tant de lignes
Pour que tu daignes enfin r\u00e9pondre \u00e0 mon appel
Toi l’archange disparu, toi l’oubli\u00e9 du Ciel<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Et sous la lune sanglante je t’ai fait mon serment
Notre accord fut conclu, scell\u00e9 d’une goutte de sang
Ton prix contre mon don, ma r\u00e9ussite, ma gloire
Me paru si minime, si simple et d\u00e9risoire<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Le temps a fait son \u0153uvre, effac\u00e9 cette promesse
J’ai eu mes r\u00e9compenses, entass\u00e9 les richesses
J’ai occult\u00e9 bien vite les sinistres pr\u00e9sages
Ignor\u00e9 les miroirs renvoyant ton image<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mais quand l’heure a sonn\u00e9 de son lugubre accord
Mon esprit s’est soudain rem\u00e9mor\u00e9 son sort
La porte, les bruits de pas sonnent mon dernier acte!
Plus de doutes, tu es l\u00e0! Que soit maudit ce pacte!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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