When once the sky, raging, roaring, furious,
whipping the towns and blowing apart the seas
On Earth it rages without sense and mercy,
then I will stand against the tribunal.
When everything, that the eyes saw, suddenly collapses to dust,
because black horsemen approach,
when works of man fall and sink,
then I will wave to them from afar.
Day of wrath, this day
will dissolve the world to ashes
(Day of wrath, day of sins,
the universe will ignite.)
Then an army descends upon us with shrill laughs,
and blows to vengeance on the sick, weak, oh so wretched bustling Earth1
To cleanse of human piteousness
I will not whine and plead for mercy,
Will not crawl upon the ground, rather I will stand
The judge will rise ceremoniously,
then will show what it, this life, was worth
Day of wrath, this day
will dissolve the world to ashes
1. I'm unsure about the English for "Erdentreiben".