Dies Irae - Covenant

Your skin was made by nature

We think: God why did you forsake me

This new anger

This new loss

This new old news

Your light is the absolute limit

We believe

We say: Lord have mercy on my soul

This new danger

This new fear

This new lost faith

Doesn’t mean a thing to you

That day of tears and mourning

From the dust of earth returning

Man for Judgment must prepare

Spare, o God, in mercy spare him

What shall I, frail man, be pleading?

Who for me be interceding

When the just are mercy needing?

Your skin was made by nature

We think: God why did you forsake me

This new anger

This new loss

This new old news

Your light is the absolute limit

We believe

We say: Lord have mercy on my soul

This new danger

This new fear

This new lost faith

Doesn’t mean a thing to you

That day of tears and mourning

From the dust of earth returning

Man for Judgment must prepare

Spare, o God, in mercy spare him

What shall I, frail man, be pleading?

Who for me be interceding

When the just are mercy needing?

That day of tears and mourning

From the dust of earth returning

Man for Judgment must prepare

Spare, o God, in mercy spare him

What shall I, frail man, be pleading?

Who for me be interceding

When the just are mercy needing…