| Lex lata, pulvis et umbra cinis
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| Ultra tuum praesidium, consumimur igni plebis victis
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| You wake up believing this day will end by evening
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| It’s taken for granted that seeds of life are planted
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| But nothing prepares you for nature’s acts of virtue
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| It’s Doomsday, ascending, the world you know is ending
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| Seas will rise and the mountains will stir
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| With the power of creation
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| We will end in a fiery rage
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| Cantus immortale regnum
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| In aeterna prosae, infinitum
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| Luce, ressurectum!
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| Regnum
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| In aeterna prosae, infinitum
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| Luce, ressurectum!
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| Santcus infuriate, malus
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| Perenisus, quisere amo anti teus
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| Cruce, prosae mortis!
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| Excrucio, natura fieri mortis
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| These last days, our death throes, the ultimate inferno
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| No hope for survival, this Doomsday is our final sight
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| Dark and grim, your fate will begin
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| In the fire and the pain, God will reign on this Doomsday
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| Gladius! |
| in evertimitum, gloria! |
| in excruciatus
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| Radio! |
| vera sentimenti, termino! |
| ab infuriate
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| Solvo rei! |
| qui a serpentinus, maxime! |
| amo anti teus
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| Malus perenisus, cruce invocale
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| Morte hossana, prosae fortuna!
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| Mystre! |
| morte! |
| sancte per dei! |