I heal my wounds in
the orchard of misery
Where the fruits and the trees
have turned to dust
Be merciful, my Lord
The meadows of Light and Pulchritude
Are blackened and soiled
by emptiness and despair
Domine, eius miserere,
Lord have mercy on me
Eam libera de animis damnatorum
Sine eam fulgere in refugio tenebrarum
Confutatis maledictis,
Alas, that day of tears
and mourning
Flammis acribus addictis
Miserere, miserere,
Salva me
Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria
Hosanna in excelsis
Eternal rest give unto me, O Lord,
Perpetual Light cannot shine upon
the soul of the Damned
Salva me, libera me
Ille sanguis, ille cruor
Lumen moritur
Numquam lumen moritur !
Numquam !
Hosanna in excelsis
Eternal rest give unto me, O Lord,
Because Thou art merciful
Non dono tibi soporem aeternum,
Nam misericors sum