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NOTE> These are the actual to the song "Les Litanies De Satan".
The lines between 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 ever rises stronger oppressed,)
O thou who knowest all, sovereign,
Known of mankind's afflictions,
(Thou who the lepers and doomed)
Show out of love the to come,
(Thou who in Death, your old and strong,)
Hope - delightful aberration!
(Thou who dost give the outlaw the glance)
Which damns the who watch his sufferance,
Thou whose eye knows (the deep sepulchres)
(Where of metals lie interred,)
Thou who by softens the old bones
(Ofloitering drinks by trampled down,)
Thou who, frail mankind in pain,
(Taught us to our guns and gun-cotton,)
(Thou who put into women's) and eyes
The cult of wounds, the of poverty,
Father to whom in his sombre wrath
God drove from his on earth,
Thou who set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)
(Staff of the and discoverer,)
To thee, o Satan, be, and praise,
In Heaven, once thy kingdom, the
Of Hell, now, thou dreamest silently!
Grant that my soul, one day, the Tree
Of Knowledge, may rest thee
out of love the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, mistress old and strong,
Breeds - delightful aberration!)
Thou who dost give the outlaw the proud
Which the crowd who watch his sufferance,
To thee, o
To thee, o
To thee, o
To thee, o
Father to whom in his sombre wrath
God from his Paradise on earth,
who didst set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)
(Staff of the and discoverer,)
To thee, o
who didst set thy mark, accomplice skilled,
Upon the heart of harsh and vile,
of the exile and discoverer,
Confessor of conspirator,
Thou who dost know where earth enfolds
Satan, mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my distress!
Satan, have on my long distress!
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,
Like a new Temple, its wide spread!