Current 93 - Idumæa lyrics

And am I born to die? To lay this body down? And must my trembling spirits fly Into a world unknown A land of deepest shade Unpierced by human thought The dreary regions of the dead Where all things are forgot Soon as from earth I go What will become of me? Eternal happiness or woe Must then my fortune be Waked by the trumpet's sound I from my grave shall rise And see the Judge with glory crowned, And see the flaming skies