These violent storms are sweeping away my bliss No hope for rest and none for lesser pain
The vice of lust became so customary that license is now a burden - Among these sufferers, there is no hope that ever comforts them - Carnal malefactors are suffering in here - I witness the punishment - Accompanied by fear - No rest is granted in this abyss
Among these convicts I face my own sins that I've committed,
they hunt me down - Here deep in this kingdom where the craving for flesh is a fear - I suffer with them in punishment image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif
Amid the gust, the whirlwind and the flaw of rain and hail- stones, sinners need not tell their sorrows
But I have to move on, on this wretched course - Darkness still calls me, that unutterable force - My body falls deep into coldness - Like dead bodies fall...