Ira Di Dio

Unless he desires
Author of death
Let no one cease
He will be ready

Lord, who in this prison
Have captured me,
Bring me,
I go crying
And my fault, I do not excuse, but,
Lord, as you know your troubles,
If I knew...
My desolate state,
King of the immortal sky
You would come to me Lord,
You would come...

God's wrath
From thought to thought
Guides in audio 'The love, the love...'
Mist of oblivion
Now, in my opinion,
Alone, I trust
In your gentle pain

That warning
Place is not here
Yield to rages
He enjoys life

Of my sweet thoughts
The ancient burden
Striking me,
Where does such sweet torment come from,
Where does it come from? I ask!...

God's wrath ( etc... )