Verra il tempo dei morti sara un mesto raccolto mietera fiori e vecchi strappera le speranze Avra il pianto delle madri come suono del non sonno l'agonia di tutti i sogni sara il giorno dell'inganno The time of d**h will come it will have unlightened eyes will come the d**h again to take his chop and price will come the age of thought to lead upon mankind as joy longly has died and lies it will be the age of nothingness of anguish and regret to join love and lies until the end of hope the time of the dead has come to take us too the end to seal the end of time Now I am the point to condemn all my life what I did and dreamt all is floating around all my life and my thoughts I realize I have lost Spell my name, mortify my pride what I was, dreamt and hoped in the coming time of the dead it will be the age of nothingness of anguish and regret to join love and lies will come the time of d**h it will have unlightened eyes will come the age of thought the blazing sign of end will come the time of thought to lead upon mankind as joy longly has died and lies Verra il tempo dei morti sara un mesto raccolto avra il pianto delle madri come suono del non sonno