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Dark Moor lyrics : "Dies Irae"

Confutatis maledictis,
Flammis acribus addictis.


When the sun is flustered
And the moon is free
The great little master

Write a bitter melody

The notes fevers in my breast,

Aches to be away

Eternal wisdom

In glorious kingdom
That is my sole wish


The first violins lead me while the harps
Embrace me like the blood
The madness beats my art

In the stage my baton cuts the air,
I am,
In a world I never made, a man


Dies irae, dies illa,
Solvet saeclum in favilla:

Teste David### Sybilla
Quantus tremor est futurus,
Quando judex est venturus,

Cuncta stricte discussurus.

The sound is around

Long live to the king
Never falling down
Rex gloria, Rex gloria

Witness of the time
Spirit is sublime
No more feels of pain no more hate

A revenge is going away

Where is my destiny?

Where is my fantasy?
I need to free my soul and cry
Someone to pray for me

I need to free my soul and will die

There wells up the only tear

We shed without woe
And ride like the wind because
The music is enthralled


The notes fever's in my breast,
Aches to be away


Eternal wisdom
In glorious kingdom

That is my sole wish

The soft sleep to your bed

Is not worth pursuing
You will so soon be dead
Death will serve instead

Turns to the thing
He was born to be
A master to the king

Keep your fancy free
In the deep of the sea


Salva me, fons pietatis.

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