[At The Beginning Is Death]

 Tremens factus sum ego [I shake because of the facts]
 Et timeo [and I'm scared]
 Dum discussio [while I talk]
 Venerit at que ventura ira [it [bad word] to the [bad word] wrath]
 Et timeo [and I'm scared]
 Dum discussio [while I talk]
 Venerit at que ventura ira [it [bad word] to the [bad word] wrath]

 Herbei, ihr Leut' - das Fest beginnt [bad word] up you people, the celebration starts]
 Nehmt Platz auf besten Rängen [take your seats on best places]
 Seht, wie der flehend Mann dort kniet [see how the begging man kneels there]
 Seht den Ketzer, ich sag, er soll brennen heut' Nacht [see the heretic, tonight he shall burn I say]
 Soll ihn spür'n, den Tod, er kommt langsam und lacht [(he) should feel death, [bad word] slowly and laughs]
 Und als die Töchter des Teufels er nennt [and as he tells about Devil's daughters]
 Die Sense den Faden des Lebens zertrennt [the scythe severs the thread of life]

 Und als sein letzter Schrei erstirbt [and when his final scream dies]
 Die Flammen ihn verschlingen [flames consume him]
 Und Kindesweinen bricht die Still.... [children's crying breaks the silence...]
 Seht zur Asche ward er, der die Lügen erzählt [see to ashes he went who told those lies]
 Im Zeichen des Kreuzes [under the sign of the cross]
 Hat er seinen Tod selbst gewählt [he chose his death himself]
 Doch unsere Seelen sind rein... [but our souls are pure...]

 Doch unsere Seelen sind rein... [but our souls are pure...]

 Schenkt aus den Wein! [pour out the wine]

 Profundis Clamavi [endlessly we cry out]
 And as the dark procession then has been fulfilled
 For their god - a sacrifice - his blood was spilled
 So Death took him to mother's chest
 Where he may rest...

 And the weather says, it's springtime
 See the leafs of darkest green
 And his screams hall in the nightly breeze
 As the darkened sorrows feels

 Dark are all the autumn nights
 Where mind and stars unite
 Knowing forbidden wisdom
 And all the things he sees
 Collected in a chamber
 Secrets of astronomy

 The rage in their eyes
 Torches in their hands
 And the power of the cross
 Bringing fear to all the land
 ... and darkness [bad word] to us all!

 Profundis Clamavi! [endlessly we cry out]

 And as the dark procession...

 Schenkt aus den Wein! [pour out the wine]