Dies Irae

Now, the sun tears apart, in the repentance of the night, the earth crumbles
The end of time

Everything burns to the ground, the death judgement

The wind calls to the guillotine, with the tune of tragedy
The purged sacred image falls at the altar

If love is lost in dreams and illusions,
the corrupted flower of the night will be engulfed in a large flame The decomposed body, covered in ashes, Funeral bells in the dew of night disappear into the abyss of the dying hour

Embracing in the dropping moon, the earth crumbles in the judgement of the night
The purged sacred image falls at the altar

If love calls aspirations for dreams and illusions,
the corrupted flower of the night will be engulfed in a large flame

The corrupted world covered in ashes,
Funeral bells in the dew of night disappear into the abyss of the dying hour

The sky falls, dyed in black tears

Now love crumbles in the dark night
Funeral bells in the dew of night disappear into the abyss of the dying hour