I heal my wounds in
the orchard of misery
Where the frvits and the trees
have turned to dust.
Be mete, my Lord.
The meadows of Light and Pulchritude
Are blackened and soiled
by emptiness and despair.
Domlne, eiuS miseree,
Lord have mercy on me.
Earn libera de anitnis damnatonun
Aine cam fugere in rtfioo denebrarum
Confiirads maledieds,
Alas, that day of teats
aatbusa dictis
Flammis acribus addictis.
Misererr.miserere,
Salva me
Gloria in exclcis Deo.
Gloria,
Hosanna in excelsis.
Eternal rest give unto me, O Lord,
Perpetual Light of the Damned.
Salva me, libera me.
Ille sanguis, ille cruor.
Lumen moritur.
Numquam lumen moritur!
Numquam!
osanna in excelsis.
Eternal rest give unto me, O Lord,
Because Thou art merciful.
Non dono fibi soporem aeterrnum,
Nam misericors sum.
