Night Pretenders

Night Pretenders - Desiderii Marginis

At the moment of death we will not be judged according

To the number of good deeds we have done

Or by the diplomas we have received

We will be judged according to

The love we have put into our work

Man is made or unmade by himself

In the armory of thought

He forges the weapons by which he destroys himself

He also fashions the tools with which he builds

For himself heavenly mansions of joy and strength and peace

Man is made or unmade by himself

In the armory of thought

He forges the weapons by which he destroys himself

He also fashions the tools with which he builds

For himself heavenly mansions of joy and strength and peace

At the moment of death we will not be judged according

To the number of good deeds we have done

Or by the diplomas we have received

We will be judged according to

The love we have put into our work