Dies Irae

Your skin was made by nature
We think: God why did you forsake me
This new anger
This new loss
This new old news
Your light is the absolute limit
We believe, we say: Lord have mercy on my soul
This new danger
This new fear
This new lost faith
Doesn't mean a thing to you

That day of tears and mourning, from the dust of earth returning
Man for judgment must prepare, spare, o God, in mercy spare him
What shall I, frail man, be pleading?
Who for me be interceding, when the just are mercy needing?



Credits
Writer(s): Eskil Simonsson, Joakim Tomas Montelius
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