Verse 1 The sky is torn, the scrolls unfold, The story written long foretold. Four riders rise, their paths aligned, The final hour, the end of time. “Et vidi, et ecce equus albus…” The crown is placed, the bow is drawn, A voice declares the kingdoms gone, The march of ages carries on. Chorus Dies magna, dies irae, The earth resounds, the heavens cry. Lux obscura, vox divina, The final truth is drawing nigh. Verse 2 The red horse rides, the balance breaks, The harmony of nations shakes. The song of peace is swept away, The light of dawn gives way to gray. “Et ecce equus rufus apparuit…” The world is turned from calm to storm, Old bonds dissolve, no single form, The ancient order is transformed. Verse 3 A rider comes with scales of weight, To measure out the earth’s estate. The harvest wanes, the fields grow bare, A solemn silence fills the air. “Et ecce equus venit cum statera…” The measure set, the portion small, The echo spreads across us all, The timeless wheel begins to stall. Verse 4 The pale steed moves with solemn breath, A quiet sign of life and death. The earth stands still, the heavens wait, The final seal reveals our fate. “Et ecce equus pallidus…” The trumpet sounds, the angels sing, The Lamb descends, eternal King, The end becomes beginning’s ring. Chorus (Refrain) Dies magna, dies irae, The voices rise, the mountains sigh. Lux obscura, vox divina, The Alpha speaks, the end is nigh. Outro The stars renew, the night grows clear, The final word is written here. From first to last, His promise stays, The dawn returns with brighter rays. “Ego sum Alpha et Omega, principium et finis.”
