You Must Be Certain Of The Devil - Diamanda Galas

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

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

Or you’ll lose your aim

You must be certain of the Devil right now

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

You must bo 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 certain of you

You must be certain of the Devil

Right now

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