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.