La Cantata Del Diablo

In the name of the Devil and
Belial, Satan, Lucifer, Astaroth et Yavhe

Night falls, eternal fog
The light was already hidden
Barren cold, ice breaking
Tears of the heart

Dream the life that is seen dying
It's hard to live in pieces of fear
Dreams of death, stay awake
Holy condemnation, auto-da-fe

In the name of the only religion
We pass sentence and condemn you
To the pious purification
Of fire and pain

In the hands of God you must put
Your soul, your property and all your sins
Accept Christ and entrust yourself
For soon you will give an account to Him

Diabolus in Gaia
Miss me Lord
Diabolus in Gaia
Miss me Lord

I would like to be the wind
To be able to escape from me
Let the silence be silent
Silence the terror
I wish I didn't die

I will invent another life
I will decorate my dreams
And I will cover them with your kisses pension
Burn my soul too

Do you renounce Satan, his works and his vices?
Of necromancy, magic and tarot?
I am the virtue of the Church and its principles
If you do not repent, your soul will be damned

Today freedom has fallen asleep and silent
Today freedom has closed due to death
Today freedom has died of sorrow and melancholy
Today there is no freedom, today God is not here nor will he come

I would like to be forgotten, to never remember
I would like to be a breeze and thus caress life once again
How cold is the promise of another life with God
If you were not there or did not know about Him, the bonfire is your coffin

Before dying and the fire does its job
Do you accept Christ, his Church and his power?
Do you renounce the God called Nature?
Gaia is only the mother of sin and terror

Today freedom has fallen asleep and silent
Today freedom has closed due to death
Today freedom has died of sorrow and melancholy
Today there is no freedom, today God is not here nor will he come

In the name of the Devil and
Belial, Satan, Lucifer, Astaroth et Yavhe

Today life rains sorrows
Drops of despair
My tears are rivers, veins
Bleeding my heart out

The memory of a woman
These are the kisses he received
In your lips I will live
And in your oblivion I will die

Today my tears want to commit suicide
Curled up, dying in your skin
They were born dry, they are thirsty
My crying wants to die

Like a promised kiss
To your soul, it is my voice
I am the dead and the lived
I am the calm, I am your God

Close your eyes and I will take you
Where dreams become songs
Life hurts, I will heal you
Go to sleep and dream, my voice will lull you

Today my tears want to commit suicide
Curled up, dying in your skin
They were born dry, they are thirsty
My crying wants to die today

If your tears want to commit suicide
Save them, because you're going to cry
You will cry oceans of peace
Sleep there is no more
Pain, oh oh

In the name of freedom, self-belief and peace
Burn the flags, not the religion
And may your God be a song composed with the heart
And may your country be where your feet take you

Diabolus in Gaia
Miss me Lord
Diabolus in Gaia
Miss me Lord

Miss me Lord
Miss me Devil
Miss me Satan

Now at last I am air and my curse will fall
The end of this Church will come very soon
My voice will awaken

Today freedom has fallen asleep and silent
Today freedom has closed due to death
Today freedom has died of sorrow and melancholy
Today there is no freedom, today God is not here nor will he come

Today freedom has fallen asleep and silent
There is no freedom today
Today God is not here
Today God is not here
Today God is not here nor will he come

Our Father, of us all
Of the poor, of the homeless
Of the marginalized and the unprotected
Of the disinherited and the owners of misery
Of those who follow you and of those who no longer believe in you

Come down from the heavens
Well here is Hell
Get down from your throne
Well, here there are wars, hunger, injustices
You don't have to be one and three
With just one who wants to help
It would be enough for us
What is your kingdom? The Vatican?
Banking? High Politics?
Our kingdom is Nigeria, Ethiopia, Colombia, Hiroshima
Our daily bread is rape
Gender violence
Pederasty, dictatorships
Climate change
I fall into temptation every day
There is no tomorrow in which I am not tempted to create a humble, just God
A God who is on earth
In the valleys, the rivers
A God who lives in the rain
Let it travel through the wind
And caress our soul

A God of the sad, of homosexuals
A more human God
A God who does not punish, who teaches
A God who does not threaten, who protects
That if I fall, I get up
If I get lost, he will extend his hand to me
A God who, if I make a mistake, does not blame me
And if I doubt, understand me
Well, that's why he gave me intelligence
To doubt everything

Our Father, of all of us
Why have you forgotten us?
Our Father, blind, deaf and unemployed
Why have you forsaken us?