Apocalyptic Terror (Dies Irae) Songtext

von Renascent

Blow the trumpet in Zion;
Sound an alarm on my holy mount.
Let all the earth tremble,
For the day of the Lord is close at hand.

A day of darkness and gloom
A day of clouds and of thick mist
A day of horrors and great tremble
A day of wrath and of punishment
Who can endure

Like the morning dawn spread upon the mountains
So there comes a people numerous and mighty.
A fire devours before them, and behind them a flame burns;
No one has escaped the ravages of the devouring hordes.

A day of darkness and gloom
A day of clouds and of thick mist
A day of horrors and great tremble
A day of wrath and of punishment
Who can endure

"The appearance of them is as the appearance of horses; and as horsemen, so shall they run. Like the noise of chariots on the tops of mountains shall they leap, like the noise of a flame of fire that devoureth the stubble, as a strong people set in battle array.

Before their face the people shall be much pained: all faces shall gather blackness. They shall run like mighty men; they shall climb the wall like men of war; and they shall march every one on his ways, and they shall not break their ranks: Neither shall one thrust another; they shall walk every one in his path: and when they fall upon the sword, they shall not be wounded.

They shall run to and fro in the city; they shall run upon the wall,
They shall climb up upon the houses; they shall enter in at the windows like a thief.

The earth shall quake before them; the heavens shall tremble:
The sun and the moon shall be dark, and the stars shall withdraw their shining:

And the Lord shall utter his voice before his army: for his camp is very great: for he is strong that executeth his word: for the day of the Lord is great and very terrible; and who can abide it?"

A day of darkness and gloom
A day of clouds and of thick mist
A day of horrors and great tremble
A day of wrath and of punishment
Who can endure
Who can endure