In the name of Bon Dieu I recall a tale that shattered the dreams of us all, we, disciples of the elder faith with the Loa, keepers of our spirit gate
Bugid Y Aiba, herald of war Avenge the evil they're liable for Self-proclaimed erudites Pompous, insolent parasites
In the name of science they would oppress Their baleful trail drenched in blood and heinousness
As our village was plundered and torched Our spirit, flesh and cult was scorched Debased and violated A stigma branded on our head!
Baron Kriminel, judgement betide those who ravaged our land and our pride Strike fear into their hearts Ere head from body departs
In the name of science they would oppress Their baleful trail drenched in blood and heinousness
I stood behind the trees and witnessed a display of atrocity and vice The tortured cries of my beloved still echoed through my mind …through my mind
I dragged myself onto their ship surrounded for weeks by rats and the stench of disease to finally stray into Parisian alleyways
"A race so trivial… Barbarians, mere animals unworthies, impure and devolved...
Let's exploit these peasants and have beens, they're lecherous, disgusting, repulsive, obscene and unclean
Abolish their habits, rituals and families, burn their houses, they're cursed Deny their presence, convictions and heritage unburied they will be, food for vultures"
So say your blessings, dear mad men In this world, belong no more A sacrifice in blood you will be to feed the Iwa
Say your blessings, dear mad men For this world is no longer yours Kneel down and bid adieu to the ground As the barons escort you underground
La Croix! Samedi! Cimitière! Kriminel!
I thank you for your future contribution to the spirit world in which you will reside This ritual, materialized, will put an end to the suffering of those sacrificed
So quiet now, for soon you'll be dead Fear not as I Fear not as I claim your headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
