Gere curam mei finis

Dies irae, dies illa (Day of wrath, that day)
Solvet saeclum in favilla (Shall consume the world in ashes)
Quando Judex est venturus (When the Judge is come)
Confutatis maledictis (When the damned shall be cast down)
Flammis acribus addictis (Into the searing flames)
Voca me cum benedictis (Call me with the blessed)
Confutatis maledictis (When the damned shall be cast down)
Gere curam mei finis (Help me in my final hour)

The once strong man was now thin and pale. He knew he was dying. He was told the news months ago, and it almost time. He let out a weak cough and sputtered. The German let out a wheeze before returning to his prayer. He never believed in God, never had any faith. But, in his last hours, he needed someone.