[Lyric] The Poverty of Death (Anthony LaMarca & Angelo Spagnolo)

The secret from ourselves
And from our prayer
We must be detached from our work
To plunge into the desire
We seek only interior failing
If we our hearts avoid preoccupation
We proceed with our work
With spiritual fatigue
Spiritual fatigue
Thought that it's very will
Not to disperse our recollection
Strengthened by what it could never find
Interior recollection
Must seek in vain
To die necessary
Our last significance
Every death of this world of Christ
Either in words or for lifе
With more expression
Havе more many
Our poverty is divine
Coming face to speak with the eloquence of death
For the poorest uncertainties
Silence and a conclusion
The poverty of death