Requiem - Cadaveria

I thought about a sacrifice

And if anyone has ever understood what I wrote

In the shadows, in blood, with blood

I thought about a sacrifice…

Actually I don’t mind

You can however drink of me

As I was a marble fountain in the heart of Rome

I thought about a sacrifice

And if anyone has ever understood what I wrote

In the shadows, in blood, with blood

I thought about a sacrifice…

Actually I don’t mind

You can however eat of me

As I was a wedding banquet you were not invited to

Mourn on my portrait

Cry on my stone

It’s not me to pay the coffin

Neither cash, nor rates

Mourn on my portrait

Cry on my stone

It’s not me to pay the coffin

Neithr cash, nor rates

If god existed and I blieved in him

He would be seated in this room with me

Tuba mirum spargens sonum per sepulchra regionum

My thoughts are too inmost for your lips

My words are too low for your ears

If god existed and I believed in him

He would be seated in this room with me

The reign of fire hasn’t come to its end yet

My pulsing blood is not dried in the veins yet

(Accogliete la sua anima e presentatela davanti al trono dell’altissimo.)