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NOTE> These are the actual to the song "Les Litanies De Satan".
NOTE> The lines brackets are only whispered, not spoken or sung
outloud.
O thou, of loveliest, most wise,
O God betrayed by fate, of praise,
(O of exile, who was dispossessed,
Who rises stronger when oppressed,)
O thou who all, Hell's sovereign,
Known healer of afflictions,
(Thou who the lepers and doomed)
Show out of the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, mistress old and strong,)
Hope - delightful aberration!
(Thou who dost give the outlaw the glance)
damns the crowd who watch his sufferance,
Thou whose clear eye knows (the sepulchres)
(Where multitudes of lie interred,)
Thou who by softens the old bones
(Ofloitering drinks by horses down,)
Thou who, frail mankind in pain,
(Taught us to make our and gun-cotton,)
(Thou who put women's) hearts and eyes
The of wounds, the love of poverty,
Father to those in his sombre wrath
God from his Paradise on earth,
Thou who set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)
(Staff of the and discoverer,)
To thee, o Satan, be, and praise,
In Heaven, thy kingdom, the abyss
Of Hell, now, thou dreamest silently!
that my soul, one day, beneath the Tree
Of Knowledge, may rest thee
Show out of the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, mistress old and strong,
Breeds Hope - aberration!)
Thou who dost the outlaw the proud glance
Which damns the who watch his sufferance,
To thee, o
To thee, o
To thee, o
To thee, o
to those whom in his sombre wrath
God from his Paradise on earth,
Thou who set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)
(Staff of the and discoverer,)
To thee, o
Thou who didst set thy mark, skilled,
Upon the heart of harsh and vile,
Staff of the and discoverer,
of condemned conspirator,
Thou who dost know where greedy enfolds
Satan, have mercy on my distress!
Satan, have on my long distress!
Satan, have on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my distress!
To thee, o Satan, be, and praise,
In Heaven, thy kingdom, the abyss
Of Hell, where now, dreamest silently!
that my soul, one day, beneath the Tree
Of Knowledge, may rest thee,
Like a new Temple, its branches spread!