La Santisima Muerte

Revisions of the past, gateways to the future
Digging downward depths in corners of subconscious
Lurking in the lost, digging in the sutures
Tearing every tread, connecting bone and flesh.

Santa Muerte, shadow of the shadowless
Salve la Muerte, your beauty is our cause.

Bloodbaptized in a shroud of human skin
Raise your wings as we celebrate the dead
Sacrifice in the honour of your wealth
Reward us now in triumph we behead.

La vida nos une, to seek the mystery
La muerte nos reune, to understand its grace
All that is born is but destined to die
Totenreich, esperando su llamado.

Santa Calavera, Regent of the Dead
Buena muerte, of richdoom and success.

Día de los muertos, día de los difuntos
Worshippers of Death, sobre las tumbas
Death is the beginning on your enlightened path
La Muerta Ah, on the trail of the enthralled.

Santa Muerte, shadow of the shadowless
Reina de los muertos, your Word is our Will.

Bloodbaptized in a shroud of human skin
Raise your wings as we celebrate the dead
Sacrifice in the honour of your wealth
Reward us now in triumph we behead.