Exile (les Litanies De Satan) Lyrics - Ancient Rites

O Satan, prends piti de ma longe misre ! 

Oh Thou, the most savage of angels 

God only judges mild 

Those who chant songs to his praise 

Oh Prince of exile... 

To whom in every tale done wrong 

(but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong 

Like a patron saint of 

Heavens rejected souls 

Distinctively closer to 

Humanity Thou art 

Connected to 

Mother earth more profound 

Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side 

Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night 

Exile, exile!!!!! 

Wandering in Thy wastelands 

Far away from the heavenly autocrat 

Close to Thee I chose to repose 

Liberated from God's wrath 

Exile!!! 

A temple raised for the ones like us 

With plentiful room for science 

A shelter for creative minds 

To dream away in silence... 

Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side 

Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night