The hour of his demise is near
She sees the shadow looming tall
O Sinner, quake with shame and fear!
Come the wind you, too, shall fall.

The men of night are first to die
In violent deeds their lives are spent
Behold the fury of the sky--
Bow down before her and repent!

This earthly realm is sadly torn
Great battles rage on either side
Sorrow and vengeance are ever born
Of those who conquered; those who died

What matter that you stand so tall?
Come the wind you, too, shall fall.
Most fearless one that ever sinned--
You, too, will tremble come the wind