GLORIA Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto.    Sicut erat in principio, et nunc,    et semper, et in saecula saeculorum.      Rise up in a storm of light   Too late now to stop the fight   That takes away the gift of precious life      And now in the dawn perhaps they’ll see   what they’ve done in His name should never be   and every Sunday morning they go to watch the witches burn   drowning out the bringers of a dysangellion      ANGELE Dei qui custos es mei   Me tibi commissum pietate superna   Hac nocte illumina custodi rege et guberna      Assaulted by mortality   Final thoughts of family   Friends that they will never see again      And now in the dawn perhaps they’ll see   what they’ve done in His name should never be   and every Sunday morning they go to watch the witches burn   dread to hear the bringers of a dysangellion      Can't escape velocity    or stop mankind's atrocity    God grant thee serenity to live      And now in the dawn perhaps they’ll see   what they’ve done in His name should never be   and every Sunday morning they come to watch the witches burn   late to fear the bringers of a dysangellion