Verra il tempo dei morti  sara un mesto raccolto  mietera fiori e vecchi  strappera le speranze    Avra il pianto delle madri  come suono del non sonno  l'agonia di tutti i sogni  sara il giorno dell'inganno    The time of death will come  it will have unlightened eyes  will come the death again  to take his chop and price  will come the age of thought  to lead upon mankind  as joy longly has died  and lies  it will be the age of nothingness  of anguish and regret  to join love and lies  until the end of hope  the time of the dead has come  to take us too the end  to seal the end of time    Now I am the point  to condemn all my life  what I did and dreamt  all is floating around  all my life and my thoughts  I realize I have lost    Spell my name, mortify my pride  what I was, dreamt and hoped  in the coming time of the dead  it will be the age of nothingness  of anguish and regret  to join love and lies  will come the time of death  it will have unlightened eyes  will come the age of thought  the blazing sign of end  will come the time of thought  to lead upon mankind  as joy longly has died  and lies    Verra il tempo dei morti  sara un mesto raccolto  avra il pianto delle madri  come suono del non sonno