The Beginning Of The End
The Death March Lyrics
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Expergiscimini
Progredimini, Bellatores Albi!
Delete legatum Deorum Veterum
Ut progrediamini ad mundum novum!
Delete fatum creatum Dis Veteribus
Nonne auditis clamores vitarum evanescentium?
Eorum Phoenix numquam resurget rursum.
Fine fortasse nihil est.
Fine fortasse nihil est vobis lucrari.
Currite, Bellatores Rubri!
Donec animi dati Matre
exstinguant.
Pugnate, Bellatores Rubri!
Donec mundus fictus Matre
finiatur rursum.
Currite per hunc mundum sine
Memoria ulla mortuorum,
usque ad diem quo Mors vobis basium de
quod fato vestro liberet vos.
The lyrics of The Beginning of the End by The Death March suggest that the end of the current age is imminent and a new world is about to begin. The opening lines, "Principium finis venit / Expergiscimini," translate to "The beginning of the end has come / Wake up." This is a call to action to the "Albino Warriors" to progress beyond the legacy that the old gods left and move towards a new world.
The lyrics then suggest deleting the fatum creatum Dis Veteribus, meaning the fate that the old gods created, in order to create a new world of our own. The Phoenix, a mythical bird that represents rebirth, will never rise again, indicating that there is no going back to the way things were. They urge the "Red Warriors" to fight until their spirits extinguish and the world as we know it comes to an end, so that a new world can emerge.
Line by Line Meaning
Principium finis venit
The beginning of the end has arrived.
Expergiscimini
Awaken.
Progredimini, Bellatores Albi!
Move forward, White Warriors!
Delete legatum Deorum Veterum
Erase the legacy of old gods.
Ut progrediamini ad mundum novum!
So that we may move forward to a new world!
Delete fatum creatum Dis Veteribus
Erase the fate created by ancient gods.
Ut faciatis omnes caelum et terram nostras!
So that we may make heaven and earth belong to us all!
Nonne auditis clamores vitarum evanescentium?
Can you not hear the cries of vanishing lives?
Eorum Phoenix numquam resurget rursum.
Their Phoenix will never rise again.
Fine fortasse nihil est.
Perhaps there is nothing at the end.
Fine fortasse nihil est vobis lucrari.
Perhaps there is nothing for you to gain at the end.
Currite, Bellatores Rubri!
Run, Red Warriors!
Donec animi dati Matre exstinguant.
Until the given souls are extinguished by the Mother.
Pugnate, Bellatores Rubri!
Fight, Red Warriors!
Donec mundus fictus Matre finiatur rursum.
Until the world created by the Mother ends again.
Currite per hunc mundum sine memoria ulla mortuorum, usque ad diem quo Mors vobis basium de quod fato vestro liberet vos.
Run through this world without any memory of the dead, until the day Death frees you from the kiss of your fate.
Contributed by Evan Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.