Horror atque terror
Quid faciebas, malefice Die irae, dies ille
Sovet saeculum in favillam
Lost in the garden, with the blood on my hands,
Captive of the luminous trees,
Of wisdom and of life the Holy Keepers,
My face unmasked, monstrous, bloodred,
Is shining through the emerald light
Numquam diruetur templum adamantinum
Nos, qui olim vicimus, vincemus te iternum
I eat the deadly flowers of murderous lust,
And begin to chant my freedom
Musical death, of Heaven the dirge
The Universe I master,
I make mine the burning delights of life,
The joy of power unbounded,
Eternal Fury of celestial destruction
Lucifer, damnatus es, pro ea, quae faciebas
Persequemur te, iterum perdemus te,
Inferna dulcius perfugium
Quam vorago cruciatuum,
In quam te praecipitabimus
Non est dominus noster, nihil potest
God is dead God is dead God is dead
As I tore the shreds of this morbid dream,
I abandoned my heart,
And on the silent ocean of my soul,
The waters were so calm one could hear the dying of light