Brujas

After centuries of waiting so much
They woke up to return
Magic, lust, and love spells
Hidden rites, gloomy passion

Their eyes are stars, their skin darkness
The king of lies their only true love

We are the outcasts of sanctity
We are the tomb of reality
Black dresses cover our skin
We make up with your blood

The evening breeze, the flame will ignite
The bonfire warms us, sweet mortality
Naked we will dance, dressed in sweat
Waiting for the devil to come and fill us with love, now!

Blood baths lick our skin
Drops of tears quench the thirst
Flowers that die, gloomy garden

Sweating blasphemies, we drown their faith
Their tomb our bed, sacrilegious feast
Their throne our bodies that torture endlessly
Hit us harder, hit us, Lord

Sweet nectar of blood, fluids, and some pain
Come with us to the darkness, sweet way to die
Condemn yourself, we will always be in you, God also wanted to come
Come with us if you want to fly, the moon will teach you

And to the rhythm of black magic, you will come, let yourself be perverted
You will be a witch, you will be immortal, now!

Come with us to the darkness, sweet way to die
Condemn yourself, we will always be in you, God also wanted to come

Come with us if you want to fly, the moon will teach you
And to the rhythm of black magic, you will come, let yourself be perverted
You will be a witch, you will be immortal, now!