CONFUTATIS (Requiem tenebris: a requiem for darkness)
Dies irae, dies illa solvet saeclum in favilla. Quantus tremor est futurus, quando judex est venturus, cuncta stricte discussurus.
lacrimosa dies illa. coget omnes ante thronum
Shadows of ignorance and clouds of grief chain the earth with a mundane belief
Cosmical cycles are bound to exist For darkness’s time to fade and for light to overflow again
A new sun is rising, of hope and beauty No more famine will choke the poor And for the ones who see A century of science and art
“Confutatis” all who live in greed For those who can’t succeed For those who breath and bleed
And we fall to our knees For time has come To live again No more boundaries Because eyes are open and wide And the chant of what will last for eternity is in the air.
Confutatis maledictis, flammis acribus addictis, voca me cum benedictis. Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla judicandus homo reus.