Schadenfreude

Innaa a'taina kal kauthar Fa salli li rabbika wanhar Inna shani-aka huwal abtar No prayers, no gods, no beliefs can fight against my exu No talisman will hold you for long In quimbanda I erase your name, tear your soul, shatter and crumble your pathway Saravá magia negra, saravá a magia Saravá! Saravá dia e noite Saravá! Saravá dia e noite Saravá noite e dia Mais saravá magia negra, saravá a magia Saravá dia e noite, saravá noite e dia On Friday night I offer seven bottles of marafo to drown you Seven cigars to choke you Seven red and black candles to burn you down How wonderful and noble you are is something that irritates me An unfair competition that has always disgusted me since the earliest times An insidious pathway that whenever you succeed a little something in me dies There won't be peace, there won't be rest, there won't be silence Si vis pacem, para bellum! Whenever you have... I don't possess I triumph in your misery Whenever I possess... you become I woe in your prosperity Whenever you have... I don't possess I revel in your misfortune Whenever I possess... you become I sorrow in your ascension Many by your side will fall, your family will distrust and loathe you Only the gossips they'll recall Falsified rumors to get you dismissed I sabotaged your decisions and pranked you to feel superior I am stronger than your belief, I am stronger than your god, I am my own god! Wouldn't it be a shame if you'd start failing at everything? Schadenfreude!