Who art thou? Thou art an earthly king. But before God thou art but crowned dust. Now tremble, on wings of glowing fire, 'midst a dark cloud, high in the air I see the fierce angel of death!
The trumpet louder sounds, it calls me there. To me my sword alone suffices. Begone, leave me, obey! Art thou, oh God! Inexorable still, or is the burning vengeance of thy vengeance appeas'd?
I see their burning torches glare and flash, thou shalt find me as a king should be found, yes, dead!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
