Diamanda Galás - You Must Be Certain Of The Devil
Welcome welcome welcome / Welcome to the Holy Day
Brother brother brother / Sister sister sister
You must be certain of the Devil / On the Holy Day
You must be certain on the Holy Day
The flies are coming, mother / And the end of the day
The flies are coming, daddy / To steal my soul away
The flies are coming, sister / Serve your brother while you may
Welcome to the Holy Day / Welcome to the Holy Day
You must be certain of the Devil / Because he knows your name
You must be certain of the Devil / Because he's counting on your shame
You must be certain of the Devil / Because he's master of the game
You must be certain of the Devil right now
It's time to take sides / Don't wait up for nobody
It's time to realize / There's no victim but the willing
It's time to recognize / No one waits for the dead man / No one but the Lord of the Flies
Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God:
Defend me from them that rise up against me
Deliver me from the workers of iniquity
And save me from bloody men
Be not merciful to the wicked transgressors: / They run and prepare themselves without
My fault: awake to help me and behold: / They belch out with their mouths: swords
Are in their lips: for who, say they, doth hear?
But thou, O Lord, shall laugh at them / The God of my mercy shall let me see
My desire upon mine enemies
And at evening let them return, and let / Them make a noise like a dog, and go round
About the city, let them walk up and down / For meat, and grudge if they be not satisfied
Because of his strength I will wait upon thee:
For God is my defense. Scatter them by thy power and break
Their teeth, O God, in their mouth:
BREAK OUT THE GREAT TEETH OF THE YOUNG LIONS, O LORD
AND WHEN HE BENDETH HIS BOW TO SHOOT
HIS ARROWS, LET THEM BE CUT AS IN PEACES!
Bring them down, O Lord, our Shield
The good man is present on the Holy Day
The good man is ready on the HOLY Day
The good man is steady on the Holy Day
Welcome to the Holy Day
The key to the city / Is to the man who doesn't run
The key to the city / Is to the man who takes a gun
The key to the city / Is to the man who keeps his friend
And to the man who doesn't leave him till the end
The road to the city is paved in desolation
The road to the city is paved in tribulation
The road to the city is paved in desperation
Welcome to the Holy Day
The road to the city is paved in resignation
The road to the city is paved in desertion
The road to the city is paved in devotion
Welcome to the Holy Day // Welcome to the Holy Day
:: need some of that inspiration that only Diamanda can deliver :: killer octave wailing & wilding gets me everytime...
while i definitely don't share her beliefs; the 'severeness' serves me well...
- it exorcises something; ironically!