Dies Irae
Dies irae, dies illa
solvet saeclum in favilla,
teste David cum Sybilla.
Quantus tremor est futurus,
quando judex est venturus,
cuncta stricte discussurus.
I wanted all things
To seem to make some sense,
So we all could be happy, yes,
Instead of tense.
And I made up lies
So that they fit nice,
And I made this sad world
A par-a-dise.
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