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