You think you will live forever
In your little, perfect world?
Love for your life will become hatered
Earth will burn, when judgement day comes
There will be no exception
For all life on the earth
Mysterious symbols are becoming
Clearear and threatening
Dies irae dawns
Your empty talks and your shiny trash
Will have no value anymore
You will have to accept your destiny
Smiles will get erased, fear will emerge
Dies irae dawns
Your are searching for a speak of light
Peace of mind or signs of hope
Little wish to escape to somewhere, to be gone
But your flesh is engaged, belongs here, where
Oh mystery!
Obscurity devours our lives
Screaming voices will rob you of your mind
But still you will understand
That you only have several seconds until the end
Your only friends will be
Morbus, cura, timor, damnum
Dolor, tedium, odium, mortem!
