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The Silence of Light |
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I heal my wounds in the orchard of misery |
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Where the fruits and the trees have turned to dust. |
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Be merciful, my Lord. |
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The meadows of Light and Pulchritude |
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Are blackened and soiled by emptiness and despair. |
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Domine, eius miserere, |
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Lord have mercy on me. |
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Eam libera de animis damnatorum |
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Sine eam fulgere in refugio tenebrarum. |
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Confutatis maledictis, |
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Alas, that day of tears and mourning. |
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Flammis acribus addictis. |
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Miserere, miserere, |
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Salva me. |
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Gloria in excelsis Deo. |
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Gloria. |
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Hosanna in excelsis. |
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Eternal rest give unto me, O Lord, |
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Perpetual Light cannot shine upon the soul of the Damned. |
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Salva me, libera me. |
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Ille sanguis, ille cruor. |
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Lumen moritur. |
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Numquam lumen moritur! |
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Numquam! |
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Hosanna in excelsis. |
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Eternal rest given unto me, O Lord, |
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Because Thou art merciful. |
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Non dono tibi soporem aeternum, |
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Nam misericors sum. |
