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NOTE> are the actual lyrics 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 ever stronger when oppressed,)
O thou who knowest all, sovereign,
Known of mankind's afflictions,
(Thou who the lepers and doomed)
out of love the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, your old and strong,)
Breeds Hope - aberration!
(Thou who dost give the outlaw the glance)
Which damns the crowd who his sufferance,
Thou clear eye knows (the deep sepulchres)
(Where of metals lie interred,)
Thou who by magic the old bones
(Ofloitering by horses trampled down,)
Thou who, frail mankind in pain,
(Taught us to make our and gun-cotton,)
(Thou who put women's) hearts and eyes
The cult of wounds, the of poverty,
Father to those 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, where now, dreamest silently!
Grant that my soul, one day, beneath the
Of Knowledge, may rest thee
out of love the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, your old and strong,
Breeds - delightful aberration!)
Thou who give the outlaw the proud glance
damns the crowd who watch his sufferance,
To thee, o
To thee, o
To thee, o
To thee, o
Father to those 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
who didst set thy mark, accomplice skilled,
Upon the of Croesus 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, mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have on my long distress!
Satan, have on my long distress!
To thee, o Satan, be, and praise,
In Heaven, thy kingdom, the abyss
Of Hell, where now, thou silently!
that my soul, one day, beneath the Tree
Of Knowledge, may near thee,
Like a new Temple, its branches spread!