Letra de The Road To Santiago

Carnival is what you dare
Flesh farewell, the soul goes bare
Your face is just a mask you wear
But masks are hidden faces;
All night long from bar to bar
The devil is a falling star
He knows who you really are
And he walks in hidden places
On the road, on the road, on the road
To Santiago:
The wind can howl, waters roar
Night come down and your feet get sore
We'll walk that wild Atlantic shore ...
And the devil walks behind us
On the road to Santiago
This is what the devil sells:
Broken vows and broken spells
Voices out of empty wells
Fire in December;
Burning horses, burning trees
Steps to climb up on your knees
Missing days and missing keys
Dreams you can't remember!
On the road, on the road, on the road
To Santiago:
The wind can howl, waters roar
A priest goes dancing with a whore
We'll walk that wild Atlantic shore
And the devil walks behind us
On the road to Santiago
Holy bandits, band of hope
Hauling an unholy rope
Halfway up the slippery slope:
That's where you'll find us
We met the devil a-strolling round
On the midnight side of town
He said, "Halfway up? That's halfway down."
There's no need to remind us
You don't need to remind us ...
On the road, on the road, on the road
To Santiago:
The wind can howl, waters roar
A priest goes dancing with a whore
We'll walk that wild Atlantic shore
And the devil walks behind us
On the road, on the road, on the road
To Santiago:
The wind can howl, waters roar
You won't be who you were before
We'll walk that wild Atlantic shore ...
And the devil walks behind us
On the road to Santiago