Ad Mortem Festinamus
Scribere proposui de contemptu mundano
Ut degentes seculi non mulcentur in vano
Iam est hora surgere
A sompno mortis pravo
A sompno mortis pravo
Vita brevis breviter in brevi finietur
Mors venit velociter quae neminem veretur
Omnia mors perimit
Et nulli miseretur
Et nulli miseretur
Ad mortem festinamus
Peccare desistamus
Peccare desistamus
Ni conversus fueris et sicut puer factus
Et vitam mutaveris in meliores actus
Intrare non poteris
Regnum dei beatus
Regnum dei beatus
Tuba cum sonuerit dies crit extrema
Et iudex advenerit vocabit sempiterna
Electos in patria
Prescitos ad inferna
Prescitos ad inferna
Ad mortem festinamus
We Rush to Death
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