[Orchestral Version]



Confutatis maledictis,

Flammis acribus addictis.



When the sun is flustered

And the moon is free

The great little master

Write a bitter melody



The notes fevers in my breast,

Aches to be away



Eternal wisdom

In glorious kingdom

That is my sole wish



The first violins lead me while the harps

Embrace me like the blood

The madness beats my art

In the stage my baton cuts the air,

I am,

In a world I never made, a man



Dies irae, dies illa,

Solvet saeclum in favilla:

Teste David cum Sybilla

Quantus tremor est futurus,

Quando judex est venturus,

Cuncta stricte discussurus.



The sound is around

Long live to the king

Never falling down

Rex gloria, Rex gloria

Witness of the time

Spirit is sublime

No more feels of pain no more hate

A revenge is going away



Where is my destiny?

Where is my fantasy?

I need to free my soul and cry

Someone to pray for me

I need to free my soul and will die



There wells up the only tear

We shed without woe

And ride like the wind because

The music is enthralled



The notes fever's in my breast,

Aches to be away



Eternal wisdom

In glorious kingdom

That is my sole wish



The soft sleep to your bed

Is not worth pursuing

You will so soon be dead

Death will serve instead

Turns to the thing

He was born to be

A master to the king

Keep your fancy free

In the deep of the sea



Salva me, fons pietatis.