Run through the streets, run for your lives
Extinguish all fire, shout it out
Announce it quickly from all roofs
Carry this message from house to house
For the righteous, for all sinners
So that they learn the heavens are burning red
The slopes are full of lost sheep
Who'll bring them home? The shepherd is dead
We humans resort to a cross-country escape
From trembling mouths we are heard to scream:
Strike the bells, blow the horns
Give the signal, for God left us alone
Strike the bells, blow the horns
Look up above, our heaven's caving in
Mother Maria, Saint Peter
The Father went away with his only Son
No one will help, no one will come
After all our iniquities, this is our reward
We humans resort to a cross-country escape
From trembling mouths we are heard to scream:
Strike the bells, blow the horns
Give the signal, for God left us alone
Strike the bells, blow the horns
Look up above, our heaven's caving in