"...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