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Eden (The Angel in the Garden) |
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Horror atque terror |
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Quid faciebas, malefice |
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Die irae, dies ille |
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Sovet saeculum in favillam. |
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Lost in the garden, with the blood on my hands, |
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Captive of the luminous trees, |
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Of wisdom and of life the Holy Keepers, |
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My face unmasked, monstrous, bloodred, |
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Is shining through the emerald light. |
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Numquam diruetur templum adamantinum |
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Nos, qui olim vicimus, vincemus te iterum. |
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I eat the deadly flowers of murderous lust, |
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And begin to chant my freedom. |
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Musical death, of Heaven the dirge. |
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The Universe I master, |
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I make mine the burning delights of life, |
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The joy of power unbounded, |
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Eternal Fury of celestial destruction... |
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Lucifer, damnatus es, pro ea, quae faciebas. |
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Persequemur te, iterum perdemus te, |
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Inferna dulcius perfugium |
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Quam vorago cruciatuum, |
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In quam te praecipitabimus. |
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Non est dominus noster, nihil potest. |
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God is dead |
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God is dead |
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God is dead |
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As I tore the shreds of this morbid dream, |
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I abandoned my heart, |
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And on the silent ocean of my soul, |
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The waters were so calm one could hear the dying of light. |
