Noche Vudú

There was a place forgotten by God
And because of that they were able to achieve
That the priesthood formed a club
Where Rock & Roll is played and danced

Without so many laws for abstinence
From drink to drink the buffet went down
Crazed and without restraint
The voodoo night was taking shape

There was no death without revival
No sacrifice was missing on the altar
Absorbed in that trance, that train
Traveled to the rhythm of perdition

Until one day someone came to shape
A Vatican with a cabaret
Full of gold and books of love
It became clear who had the power

Man should not be deceived
And must be adjusted with prohibition
He must know who will forgive him
For the sin he committed

Now that the world feels so good
And put its sorrows in this prison
There are many faithful who want to know
Where they celebrate Voodoo Night