Ad Mortem Festinamus

I set out to write about worldly contempt
So that those living in this age aren’t fooled in vain
Now it’s time to rise
From the sleep of death’s wrong
From the sleep of death’s wrong

Life is short, it will end quickly
Death comes fast, it fears no one
Death takes everything
And shows no mercy
And shows no mercy

We rush to death
Let’s stop sinning
Let’s stop sinning

Unless you turn and become like a child
And change your life to better actions
You won’t be able to enter
The blessed kingdom of God
The blessed kingdom of God

When the trumpet sounds on that final day
And the judge arrives, he’ll call for eternity
The chosen to the homeland
The damned to hell
The damned to hell

We rush to death