"...The third angel blew his trumpet and a great star fell from heaven, blazing like a torch and it fell on a third of the rivers and inthe fountains of water. The name of the star is Wormwood. A third of thewaters became Wormwood and many died of the water, because it was made bitter..." In taberna quando sumus Non curamus quid sit humus Hoc est opus ut quæratur Et impositor lotium Benigna autem noctum Tormenta quod si eris Benigna autem noctum Octa remus remigium I can see God's unborn son Playing with a loaded gun All our sins, he'll die for us Or did somebody lie to us? I can see the shape of God Drowning in a pool of blood A mighty choir of ancient generations sings Behold! The hand of death Squeezing out earth's final breath The stars are falling from the sky and I know why See God and his hand of death Squeezing out earth's final breath How did it all come to this? Brought to us by Judas kiss? I watch the sun go out I've lived to see the end Silva, sine mora Prosperitatis Silve per amena Semper angaria As I watch the sun go out My loss of faith replaced by doubt All our sins, he'll die for us Or did somebody lie to us? Let us pour one final drink Fill the glasses to the rim The world's on fire, I still can hear the choir sing Behold! Your nightmares are fulfilled God just got his final will The world stops spinning and death is all around Benigna autem noctum Tormenta quod si eris Benigna autem noctum Octa remus remigium Come Join this toast God is dead Benigna autem noctum Tormenta quod si eris Benigna autem noctum Octa remus remigium