Dies Irae Songtext / Lyric

Your skin was made by nature

We think: God why did you forsake me

This new anger

This new loss

This new old news

Your light is the absolute limit

We believe, we say: Lord have mercy on my soul

This new danger

This new fear

This new lost faith

Doesn't mean a thing to you



That day of tears and mourning, from the dust of earth returning

Man for judgment must prepare, spare, o God, in mercy spare him

What shall I, frail man, be pleading?

Who for me be interceding, when the just are mercy needing?