As the shadow of
Dark angels fall
From the grace of light

I am carried in the arms of death
Into the night


The universe unveils
A glowing entrance to doom
Next to the setting sun and

The rising moon
Wine of life streams
In faint nocturnal screams


As the rivers run red
From the wrath of Armageddon

And the wine of life is shed
Into the pits of the cold beyond


Timor et tremor venerunt super me
At the time when the sun emerges from the dark
In limbo a star shines and in silver it sparks

I search my soul as darkness burn
For a shadow it shall return
From the pits of the cold beyond


Timor et tremor
Venerunt super me

Et aligo cecidit super me