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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 Angels loveliest, 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)
out of love the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, mistress old and strong,)
Hope - delightful aberration!
(Thou who give the outlaw the proud glance)
Which damns the who watch his sufferance,
Thou clear eye knows (the deep sepulchres)
(Where of metals lie interred,)
who by magic softens the old bones
(Ofloitering drinks by horses down,)
Thou who, consoling frail in pain,
(Taught us to our guns and gun-cotton,)
(Thou who put women's) hearts and eyes
The of wounds, the love of poverty,
Father to 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 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 near
Show out of the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, mistress old and strong,
Breeds Hope - 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 whom in his wrath
God drove his Paradise on earth,
who didst set thy mark, (accomplice skilled,)
(Staff of the and discoverer,)
To thee, o
Thou who set thy mark, accomplice skilled,
Upon the of Croesus harsh and vile,
Staff of the and discoverer,
Confessor of conspirator,
Thou who know where greedy earth enfolds
Satan, mercy on my long distress!
Satan, mercy on my long distress!
Satan, mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my distress!
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, the Tree
Of Knowledge, may rest thee,
a new Temple, its wide branches spread!