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 dead
Buena muerte, of richdoom and success
Día de los muertos, día de los difuntos
Worshipers of Death, sobre las tumbas
Death is the beginning on your enlightened path
La Muerta, on the trail of the enthralled
Santa Muerte, shadow of the shadowless
Reina de los Muertos, your word if 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