"Dies Irae (Amadeus)" - Dark Moor
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Dark Moor
Confutatis maledictis,<br /> Flammis acribus addictis.When the sun is flustered<br /> And the moon is free<br /> The great little master<br /> Write a bitter melodyThe notes fevers in my breast,<br /> Aches to be awayEternal wisdom<br /> In glorious kingdom<br /> That is my sole wishChorus:<br /> The first violins lead me while the harps<br /> Embrace me like the blood<br /> The madness beats my art<br /> In the stage my baton cuts the air,<br /> I am,<br /> In a world I never made, a manDies irae, dies illa,<br /> Solvet saeclum in favilla:<br /> Teste David cum Sybilla<br /> Quantus tremor est futurus,<br /> Quando iudex est venturus,<br /> Cuncta stricte discussurus.The sound is around<br /> Long life to the king<br /> Never falling down<br /> Rex gloria, Rex gloria<br /> Witness of the time<br /> Spirit is sublime<br /> No more feels of pain no more hate<br /> A revenge is going awayWhere is my destiny?<br /> Where is my fantasy?<br /> I need to free my soul and cry<br /> Someone to pray for me<br /> I need to free my soul and will dieThere wells up the only tear<br /> We shed without woe<br /> And ride like the wind because<br /> The music is enthralledThe notes fever's in my breast,<br /> Aches to be awayEternal wisdom<br /> In glorious kingdom<br /> That is my sole wishchorus:<br /> The first violins lead me while the harps<br /> Embrace me like the blood<br /> The madness beats my art<br /> In the stage my baton cuts the air,<br /> I am,<br /> In a world I never made, a manDies irae, dies illa,<br /> Solvet saeclum in favilla:<br /> Teste David cum Sybilla<br /> Quantus tremor est futurus,<br /> Quando iudex est venturus,<br /> Cuncta stricte discussurus.The soft sleep to your bed<br /> Is not worth pursuing<br /> You will so soon be dead<br /> Death will serve instead<br /> Turn to the thing<br /> He was born to be<br /> A master to the king<br /> Keep your fancy free<br /> In the deep of the seaSalva me, fons pietatis.chorus variation:<br /> The first violins lead me while the harps<br /> Embrace me like the blood<br /> The madness beats my art<br /> In the stage my baton cuts the air,<br /> I am,<br /> In a world I never made, a manDies irae, dies illa,<br /> Solvet saeclum in favilla:<br /> Teste David cum Sybilla<br /> Quantus tremor est futurus,<br /> Quando iudex est venturus,<br /> Cuncta stricte discussurus.Lyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>
"Dies Irae (Amadeus)" Lyrics
Confutatis maledictis,
Flammis acribus addictis.When the sun is flustered
And the moon is free
The great little master
Write a bitter melodyThe notes fevers in my breast,
Aches to be awayEternal wisdom
In glorious kingdom
That is my sole wishChorus:
The first violins lead me while the harps
Embrace me like the blood
The madness beats my art
In the stage my baton cuts the air,
I am,
In a world I never made, a manDies irae, dies illa,
Solvet saeclum in favilla:
Teste David cum Sybilla
Quantus tremor est futurus,
Quando iudex est venturus,
Cuncta stricte discussurus.The sound is around
Long life to the king
Never falling down
Rex gloria, Rex gloria
Witness of the time
Spirit is sublime
No more feels of pain no more hate
A revenge is going awayWhere is my destiny?
Where is my fantasy?
I need to free my soul and cry
Someone to pray for me
I need to free my soul and will dieThere wells up the only tear
We shed without woe
And ride like the wind because
The music is enthralledThe notes fever's in my breast,
Aches to be awayEternal wisdom
In glorious kingdom
That is my sole wishchorus:
The first violins lead me while the harps
Embrace me like the blood
The madness beats my art
In the stage my baton cuts the air,
I am,
In a world I never made, a manDies irae, dies illa,
Solvet saeclum in favilla:
Teste David cum Sybilla
Quantus tremor est futurus,
Quando iudex est venturus,
Cuncta stricte discussurus.The soft sleep to your bed
Is not worth pursuing
You will so soon be dead
Death will serve instead
Turn to the thing
He was born to be
A master to the king
Keep your fancy free
In the deep of the seaSalva me, fons pietatis.chorus variation:
The first violins lead me while the harps
Embrace me like the blood
The madness beats my art
In the stage my baton cuts the air,
I am,
In a world I never made, a manDies irae, dies illa,
Solvet saeclum in favilla:
Teste David cum Sybilla
Quantus tremor est futurus,
Quando iudex est venturus,
Cuncta stricte discussurus.