Les Litanies De Satan lyrics

Song information

Artist: Necromantia
Album: Crossing The Fiery Path

Lyrics

[These are the actual lyrics to the song "les litanies de satan".]
[The lines between brackets are only whispered, not spoken or sung]
[Outloud.]

O thou, of angels loveliest, most wise
O god betrayed by fate, deprived of praise

(O prince of exile, who was dispossessed
Who ever rises stronger when oppressed,)

O thou who knowest all, hell's sovereign
Known healer of mankind's afflictions

(Thou who the lepers and pariahs doomed)
Show out of love the paradise to come

(Thou who in death, your mistress old and strong,)
Breeds hope - delightful aberration!

(Thou who dost give the outlaw the proud glance)
Which damns the crowd who watch his sufferance

Thou whose clear eye knows (the deep sepulchres)
(Where multitudes of metals lie interred,)

Thou who by magic softens the old bones
(Ofloitering drinks by horses trampled down,)

Thou who, consoling frail mankind in pain
(Taught us to make our guns and gun-cotton,)

(Thou who put into women's) hearts and eyes
The cult of wounds, the love of poverty

Father to those whom in his sombre wrath
God drove from his paradise on earth

Thou who didst set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)

(Staff of the exile and discoverer,)

To thee, o satan, glory be, and praise
In heaven, once thy kingdom, the abyss
Of hell, where now, thou dreamest silently!
Grant that my soul, one day, beneath the tree
Of knowledge, may rest near thee

Show out of love the paradise to come

(Thou who in death, your mistress old and strong
Breeds hope - delightful aberration!)

Thou who dost give the outlaw the proud glance
Which damns the crowd who watch his sufferance

To thee, o satan
To thee, o satan
To thee, o satan
To thee, o satan

Father to those whom in his sombre wrath
God drove from his paradise on earth

Thou who didst set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)

(Staff of the exile and discoverer,)

To thee, o satan

Thou who didst set thy mark, accomplice skilled
Upon the heart of croesus harsh and vile

Staff of the exile and discoverer
Confessor of condemned conspirator

Thou who dost know where greedy earth enfolds

Satan, have mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my long distress!

To thee, o satan, glory be, and praise
In heaven, once thy kingdom, the abyss
Of hell, where now, thou dreamest silently!
Grant that my soul, one day, beneath the tree
Of knowledge, may rest near thee
Like a new temple, its wide branches spread!