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