Dies irae, Dies illa, Solvet Cosmos In Favilla! Vocamus Te Aeshma-Diva
Human being, Look on the death of this world chaos stretches hands to you Pervert principles of entity and times Spreads the laws of lawlessness
As the phoenix from ashes the new world will be born
Opening a gate of the unconscious Deeping into an abyss of the dark essence Putting off fear in the face of darkness of the strange
Black flame is burning in me Will lead me behind the scope of the reality
Little by little you become a sheep while losing your honor you losing yourself wait, take my hand, follow me and you'll get real freedom
there is no heaven, there is no hell there is no fucking moral of despisable men wait, take my hand, follow me and you'll get real freedom, now
. . . . . . . Dies Irae - the day, when the gates will open Dies Irae - time of retribution The dark sky and the burning earth as are mourning flag The new Aeon without illusions
Opening a gate of the unconscious Deeping into an abyss of the dark essence Putting off fear in the face of darkness of the strange
As the phoenix from ashes the new world will be born
silent screams of sewed mouths are heared from all sides of damned earth every human being will sacrifice own soul and feel hellish pain
Little by little you become a sheep while losing your honor you losing yourself wait, take my hand, follow me and you'll get real freedom
there is no heaven, there is no hell there is no fucking moral of despisable men wait, take my hand, follow me and you'll get real freedom, now