Stabat mater dolorosa

We are the Sun

We are the dead stars

We are the black sky

Invading your room

We are the candle

The only light

We are the machines of the past

Forever victims and murderers of your joy

We are Death

The ancient knowledge

The source of origin

The red and white sacred hatred

Enthroned, materialized

The wrath of heaven and hell united in one

Worship us, be faithful

Beautiful great and cursed

Vexilla regis prodeunt, fulget crucis mysterium

Vexilla regis prodeunt inferni

We are the...

Mother of suffering

Bringer of virtue

Possess the Holy, drink the wine

Arise my son, follow me

I've felt the wounds of our race

We are the shadows of all your fathers

The ancestors of those who suffer

Come, when my hand will die upon

Thy forehead, you'll breath in the flames

Stabat Mater Dolorosa, fulget crucis mysterium

Stabat Mater Dolorosa, vexilla regis prodeunt

Be without doubt as you've been without weakness

We will open the five roses

We will awake the seven churches of the final confrontation

Mother of suffering

Hater of mercy, divine whore

Mother of fanatics

Be sure we'll meet again

Stabat Mater Dolorosa, fulget crucis mysterium

Stabat Mater Dolorosa, vexilla regis prodeunt

Chatiee d'etre nee putain

Non, chatiee d'etre nee trop tard

Une seule nuit ne suffit plus

A nous separer du paradis perdu

Mother of suffering

Hater of mercy, divine whore

Mother of fanatics

Hold me, we'll be united as one