1666... Theatre bizarre

Poet easthetic

Misanthropic Art

1666... Theatre bizarre

Architect lunatic

A sun above above the stars



1666... Theatre bizarre

Poet easthetic

Misanthropic Art

1666... you love the bizarre

Architect lunatic

A sun above above the stars



Unveil the hearth of bizarre,

Behind the theater bars

Unlock the wood carven sliding door

Feel deeply the loss of Molire

Into a hall almost unreal

Each step encloses... a hidden secret.



Bizarre scenery



Bizarre scenery

Cunning shadows unfold gracefully the red long-pile carpet

On which it was the custom in olden days

To curtsey to Louis the XIV a half turned reverence.

On the walls... enchantress embroidery,

Courteous courtezan and gentle marquess.



The haunted and forgotten spirits of masquerade surround you

Abandoned in the endless gallery of the Louvre museum.



1666... Theatre bizarre

Poet easthetic

Misanthropic Art

1666... you love the bizarre

Architect lunatic

A sun above above the stars



Fall asleep, scornfull failure

Fatigued by the lapse of weakness of the gothic structure

Suddenly in the ultimate antechamber of separation

At the confines of this mysterious maze

A sharp voice escapes the groove and calls upon me

Welcome in the bosom of the familly, son De L'Argilire

Establish home in the theatre bizarre

Where contemptuous is synonym of illusory

...And remember to answer the calls of the theatre bizarre