Day of Wrath Page #3

The Devil will get you,

you hypocrite, you liar!

You liar. You liar. You liar.

Day of Wrath. Day of Mourning

See fulfilled the prophet's warning

Heaven and earth in ashes burning

Oh what fear man's soul renders

When from Heaven the Judge descends

On whose sentence all depends

Wondrous sounds the trumpet sings

On this beauteous day,

Herlof's Marte was successfully

burned at the stake.

Glory be to God.

Lord, I beseech Thee with all my heart,

help me in my hour of need!

I have been a faithful servant,

and have kept Thy commandments.

Yet now my innermost soul

is shaken by gnawing doubt.

O Lord,

let thy light shine upon me...

that I may find my way out

of this terrible darkness.

Do you want something?

Yes.

Something is tormenting you.

What is it? Tell your mother.

Mother, I have sinned.

Sinned against God.

I have lied to Him.

How? Tell me.

I'm your mother, aren't I?

Yes.

But this is a fight I must fight alone.

You've changed since

Herlof's Marte was arrested.

And now she has burned at the

stake. You've become so strange.

Did she...

denounce another?

And you're keeping it secret?

She denounced no living person.

No living person?

No one living.

Have you ever looked into

Anne's eyes?

Have you seen how they burn?

I am thinking of her mother.

Her eyes burned in the same way.

Why are you saying this?

The day may come when you must

choose between...

Between what?

Between God and Anne.

You say that because you hate Anne.

No, out of love to you!

Goodnight, Grandmother.

Goodnight, Martin.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, father.

Goodnight, my son.

Anne, there is something

we must discuss.

It concerns your mother.

My mother?

Is it that... that mother?

You know?

Yes... But is it true?

She confessed it.

What did she confess?

That she had the power of invocation.

She could call up

the Living and the Dead.

And they had to come.

If she wished someone dead,

he died.

Is it true you spared her

to marry me?

Do you blame me for that?

For being kind to mother? No.

But?

Were you also kind to me?

Have I not been a kind husband?

Yes, you have.

Did you ever ask me if I loved you?

You were so young,

just a child.

But did I love you?

It is strange...

I never thought of that.

No, I suppose you haven't.

Absalon, hold me.

Hold me and make me happy.

I must look into myself.

I have much to speak to God about.

Goodnight, Anne.

Look into my eyes.

Your wonderful eyes.

So childlike.

Pure and clear...

Goodnight.

How was it with my mother?

She could call

the Living and the Dead.

And they had to come.

Was that it?

Why do you ask?

I think it strange that...

with the power mother had...

A human being can have such power...

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