In nomine Diabulus et
Belial, Satan, Lucifer et Yahvé
Falls the night fog eternal.
Ocúltase and light.
Cold wilderness, and hiela breaks.
Tears of the heart.
He dreams life that is dying.
In pieces of fear is hard to live.
Dreams of death, desvélate,
Santa conviction, indictment faith.
On behalf of the only religion
Dictamos judgment and condemn you
The pious purification
From fire and pain.
In the hands of God you have to put
Your soul, your finances and all your sins.
Accepts Christ and encomiéndate,
Well soon give accounts to him.
Diabulus in Gaia
Missit I Dominus
Let me be the wind
To escape me.
That street silence, enmudezca terror.
I would not die.
I will invent another life,
My dreams decoraré
And cover your kisses -pensó-
Quemad my soul too!
Do Reniegas Satan, their works and their vices?
Does the Necromancia, Magic and the Tarot?
I am the virtue of the Church and its principles.
If you do not arrepientes, your soul will be condemned.
Today Liberty has fallen asleep and silent.
Today Liberty has been closed by death.
Today Liberty has died of grief and melancholy.
Today there is no freedom, God is not here today, nor will come.
I would like to be forgotten
For never remember.
I would be breeze, and so petting
Life once again.
What is the promise cold
Otherwise life with God,
If this was not, or knew of him.
The bonfire is your coffin.
Before dying, and the fire made its own motion,
Will accept Christ, his church and his power?
Will the resignation God called Nature?
Gaia is only mother of sin and terror.
Today Liberty has fallen asleep and silent.
Today Liberty has been closed by death.
Today Liberty has died of grief and melancholy.
Today there is no freedom, God is not here today, nor will come.
Gaia
Today life sentences rain drops that despair.
My tears are rivers, veins
Desangrándome heart.
The memory of a woman
Are the kisses he received.
In your lips I live,
And in your oblivion, I will die.
Today, my tears want to commit suicide
Acurrucadas, die on your skin. They are born dried, are thirsty.
My tears today want to die.
As promised a kiss
Your soul is my voice.
What I am dead, and we lived,
I am calm, I am your God.
Close your eyes and you take
Where dreams are made song.
Life hurts, you curaré.
Duérmete and dreams, you acuna my voice.
Today, my tears want to commit suicide
Acurrucadas, die on your skin.
They are born dried, are thirsty.
My tears today want to die.
If you want to commit suicide tears,
Save it, because you will mourn. Llorarás oceans Peace.
Duérmete, and no pain.
"On behalf of Liberty,
Faith in oneself and Peace,
Quemad flags!
No religion!
And that is your god song
Composed with the heart.
And your country is where you bring your feet ... "
Missit I Dominus
Missit I Diabulus
Missit I Satanas
Gaia
Now at last I am air, and my curse fall.
The end of the Church will come very soon,
My voice will awaken.
Today Liberty ... Victor Garcia
Today Liberty ... Jose Andrëa
Today Liberty ... Leo Jimenez.