1666... Theatre Bizarre 1666... Theatre Bizarre Aesthetic poetry Art of Misanthropy 1666... Theatre Bizarre Architect lunatic A sun above the stars. 1666... Bizarre Theatre Poet aesthete Art of Misanthropy 1666... do you love the bizarre? Moonstruck madness A sun above the stars. Unveil the world of the bizarre Behind its metal bars. Crack open the carved wooden door Feel the loss of Molière In a hall almost surreal Each of your steps uncovers ... the works of my father ... and his hidden secrets. Bizarre scenery Menagerie of the bizarre Moving through these splendid decors Snickering shadows unfold the red carpet Upon which it was customary To bow deeply to Louis the XIV. On the walls... enchanting embroideries Courteous courtesans and gentle marquis. Haunted and forgotten spirits of this masquerade surround you, As if abandoned; in the endless galleries of the Louvre Museum. 1666... Bizarre Theatre Poet aesthete Art of Misanthropy 1666... do you love the bizarre? Moonstruck madness A sun above the stars. Hypnotized by this abyss Majesty of this gothic structure Antechamber of separation At the confines of this mysterious maze A piercing voice escapes and calls to me \"Welcome, oh son of De l'Argilière Establish residence in the theatre of the bizarre Where contempt is synonymous with illusory\". ... And do not forget to answer the calls of the Theatre Bizarre.