Lucifer's beautiful daughter

Come down and sit in the dust, Virgin, daughter of Lucifer! Sit on the ground, without a throne, Daughter of Darkness! You will no longer be described as delicate and voluptuous. Take the millstones and grind some flour; take off your veil, lift the sides of your dress, uncover your legs, and cross the rivers! Your nakedness will be exposed and your shame will be visible. I will take revenge, I will spare no one. Our redeemer is the one called the Lord of hosts, He is the Saint of Haiti. - Sit in silence and go into the darkness, Daughter of Corruptors! You will no longer be called the ruler of kingdoms. I was angry with my people, I had profaned my inheritance, and I delivered it into your hands: You had no compassion for them, you imposed your harsh yoke on the old man. You said: Forever, I will be sovereign! You didn’t put it in your head, you didn’t think it would end. Listen now to this, you voluptuous one, Who sits with confidence, and who says to you in your heart: Me, and only me! I will never be a widow, and I will never be deprived of children! These two things will not happen suddenly, on the same day, Childlessness and widowhood; They fall right on you, despite the multitude of your spells, Despite the large number of your enchantments. You were confident in your wickedness, You said: No one sees me! Your wisdom and your knowledge have seduced you. And you said in your heart: Me, and only me! Misfortune will come upon you, without you seeing the dawn of it; Calamity will fall on you, Without your being able to ward it off; And ruin will come upon you suddenly, unexpectedly. So remain amid your enchantments And the multitude of your spells, to which you have devoted your work from your youth; Maybe you can benefit from it, and maybe you will become formidable. You have tired yourself by consulting: Let them therefore arise and save you, Those who know the sky, Who observe the stars, Who announce, according to the new moons, What must happen to you o! Behold, they are like straw, the fire consumes them, but they will not save their lives from the flames: It will not be coal to heat oneself, nor a fire to sit by. Such will be the fate of those whom you tire to consult. And those with whom you have dealt from your youth disperse each to their own: There will be no one who will come to your aid. Let him who has the intelligence to understand understand!