Diamanda Galás
Diamanda Galás
Diamanda Galás
Diamanda Galás
Diamanda Galás
Diamanda Galás
Diamanda Galás
Diamanda Galás
Diamanda Galás
Diamanda Galás
(To the saints of New York City, both living and dead)
Dead souls rising
Hear our crying
To the Jailers of the Dying
You shall hang on Judgment Day
On that Day
The Dead shall wake thee
Wandering flesh shall all surround thee
To seal your fate on Judgment Day
Let us call the guilty forward
Hang the sinner, Brand the coward
Let them burn on Judgment Day
Run, you liars
Fate awaits thee
When your Faces shall expose thee
None can hide on Judgment Day
Join the Paradise of Torture
While we pluck your tongues of murder
Hear our laughter Judgment Day
Blood of sinners
Hear our shrieking
Blood of sinners all beseeching;
We shall drink you Judgment Day
AMAN
AMAN
AMAN
AMAN
AMAN
AMAN
AMAN
AMAN
Join the Carnival of Feasting
While the worms your Flesh are waiting
Yes! We shall eat you Judgment Day
Death defying
Let us gather
Praise the Warrior and Master
HAIL OUR SAINTS ON JUDGMENT DAY