Haggard "All'inizio È La Morte" lyrics

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All'inizio È La Morte

Tremens factus sum egoEt timeoDum discussioVenerit at que ventura iraEt timeoDum discussioVenerit at que ventura ira

Herbei, ihr Leut' - das Fest beginntNehmt Platz auf besten RängenSeht, wie der flehend Mann dort knietSeht den Ketzer, ich sag, er soll brennen heut' NachtSoll ihn spür'n, den Tod, er kommt langsam und lachtUnd als die Töchter des Teufels er nenntDie Sense den Faden des Lebens zertrennt

Und als sein letzter Schrei erstirbtDie Flammen ihn verschlingenUnd Kindesweinen bricht die Still....Seht zur Asche ward er, der die Lügen erzähltIm Zeichen des KreuzesHat er seinen Tod selbst gewähltDoch unsere Seelen sind rein...

Doch unsere Seelen sind rein...

Schenkt aus den Wein!

Profundis ClamaviAnd as the dark procession then as been fulfilledFor their god - a sacrifice - his blood was spilledSo Death took him to mother's chestWhere he may rest..

And the weather says, it's springtimeSee the leafs in darkest greenAnd his screams hall in the nightly breezeAnd his darkened sorrows seed

Dark are all the autumn nightsWhere mind and stars uniteKnowing forbidden wisdomAnd all the things he seesCollected in a chamberSecrets of astronomy

The rage in their eyesTorches in their handsAnd the power of the crossBringing fear to all the land... and darkness comes to us all!

Profundis Clamavi!

And as the dark procession...

Schenkt aus den Wein!

All'inizio È La Morte

I am made to trembleAnd I fear'Till the judgment be upon usAnd the coming wrathAnd I fear'Till the judgment be upon usAnd the coming wrath 1

Gather 'round, you people, the feast beginsSit down, the best seats in the houseSee the begging man who's kneeling thereSee the heretic - I say, he shall burn tonightHe shall feel death, it's coming slowly, laughingAnd as he names the devil's daughtersThe scythe cuts the thread of his life

And as his final cry fadesThe flames engulf himAnd the crying of a child breaks the silenceSee, he turned to ashes, he who told liesUnder the crossHe brought his death upon himselfBut our souls are pure

But our souls are pure

Pour the wine!

I called out to you from the depths 2And as the dark procession then as been fulfilledFor their god - a sacrifice - his blood was spilledSo Death took him to mother's chestWhere he may rest..

And the weather says, it's springtimeSee the leafs in darkest greenAnd his screams hall in the nightly breezeAnd his darkened sorrows seed

Dark are all the autumn nightsWhere mind and stars uniteKnowing forbidden wisdomAnd all the things he seesCollected in a chamberSecrets of astronomy

The rage in their eyesTorches in their handsAnd the power of the crossBringing fear to all the land... and darkness comes to us all!

I called out to you from the depths!

And as the dark procession...

Pour the wine!

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