[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.