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 death will come

it will have unlightened eyes

will come the death 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 death

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