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Requiem, Kyrie
The hour of parting is at hand
sorrow ever awaits on joy
and has rendered me to (pieces)
drink me deep
o death devour
cover me with darkness
paint me like death
I drown in remembrance
Sorrow ever awaits joy
and has rendered me to (pieces)
Requiem, Kyrie, Requiem
I drown in remembrance
sorrow ever awaits on joy
and has rendered me to (pieces)
Requiem, Kyrie, Requiem
Rest Eternal
Sorrow ever awaits on joy
And has rendered me to (pieces)
Sorrow ever awaits on joy
And has rendered me to (pieces)
Requiem, Kyrie, requiem |
In Death
O misery you live
I have been struck and am suffering
O misery you live
You take bread from hands
that hold so little
And show treason to a faithful heart
There is no healing balm of reason
O wretchedness, o misery
Fall upon mercy
Set thy Alter here
Lifeless life cradles lifeless death
Set thy alter here
Fall Upon Mercy
O wretchedness O misery
O Misery you live
I have been struck and am suffering
O Misery you live
O misery you live in death
Exaudi orationem (meam)
Quantus tremor est furturus
Exaudi orationem (meam)
The hour is at, parting is at hand
the hour is at hand
The Hour is at, parting is at... |
Midnight's Hymn
To my head I raise a wreath of white flowers
and cry unhappiness
my mournful valediction
I drink deep into your soul
Thanatos Kyrie elesion
I tread Alone
Bowed and stooping figure
Tears standing in my eyes
Icons waver in my vision
I grieve as the dirge is sung
To my head I raise a wreath of white flowers
and cry unhappiness
my mournful valediction
I drink deep into your soul
Thanatos Kyrie elesion |
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...and I Am Suffering
My God be upheld in our distress
My cries fill the air, my cries fill the air
the fangs of suffering tear at my bosom
and refuse to release their hold
when will my sorrow begin to pale
when will my sorrow begin to pale
Lux aeterna luceat eis Domine
when will my sorrows begin to pale
my cries fill the air
I have been struck and I am suffering
when will my sorrow begin to pale |
Domine
Dies illa, dies irae
Dies illa, dies irae
The hour is at...
Loss and grief in chorus
chime forth their canticles
Loss and grief
Dies illa, dies irae
The hour is at hand
Sorrow ever awaits on joy, Domine
Sorrow ever awaits on joy
Judgement is at hand
All flesh is barren
Al souls subject
Quantus tremor est futurus
Quantus tremor
Judgement is at hand
Requiem
Domine |
Lacrimosa (I Am Blind with Weeping)
The hour of judgement is at hand
the hour of judgement is...
Lord be upheld in our distress
The hour of judgement is...
All fall silent, all fall
Lacrimosa, dies illa
Lacrimosa, dies illa
All fall silent, the hour is at hand
Libera eis Domine, (de poenis)
Lord be upheld in our distress
The hour of judgement is... |