Quod spiritu David precinuit Nunc exposuit Beati sunt mucrones Quos portant Christi milites Suffulti crucis tegmine Sub cuius gaudent robore Quorum felix atrocitas Constringit te, Gentilitas Victor imperatoris ensis Cum mucrone Petri prisci moris Unitate dimicans, feliciter maioris What has been written Will be fullfilled What has been spoken Will vome to be Burn, burn, burn On earth we shall burn Become cinders in The blowing wind Drift over the land Over the mountains Out to sea. So you may not comprehend it So you may not understand it He will come who knows Hoe the ages unfold Weep, weep, weep But know, know well Ash does not suffer