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NOTE> These are the actual lyrics to the "Les Litanies De Satan".
NOTE> The 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 stronger when oppressed,)
O who knowest all, Hell's sovereign,
healer 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 the proud glance)
Which damns the who watch his sufferance,
Thou clear eye knows (the deep sepulchres)
(Where multitudes of lie interred,)
who by magic softens the old bones
(Ofloitering drinks by horses down,)
who, consoling frail mankind in pain,
(Taught us to our guns and gun-cotton,)
(Thou who put into women's) hearts and
The of wounds, the love of poverty,
Father to those in his sombre wrath
God drove from his on earth,
who didst 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!
that my soul, one day, beneath the Tree
Of Knowledge, may rest near
Show out of the Paradise to come,
(Thou who in Death, your old and strong,
Breeds - delightful aberration!)
Thou who dost give the outlaw the glance
Which 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 didst set thy mark, skilled,
the heart of Croesus harsh and vile,
Staff of the and discoverer,
of condemned conspirator,
Thou who dost know where greedy earth
Satan, mercy on my long distress!
Satan, have on my long distress!
Satan, have mercy on my distress!
Satan, mercy on my long distress!
To thee, o Satan, be, and praise,
In Heaven, once thy kingdom, the
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!