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Erbarme Dich

A electronic music release from 0zkMusic.

Mood
Dark
Duration
3:53
Language
German
Release
October 19, 2025

Lyrics

A modern invocation of Erbarme dich, mein Gott — transformed into a dark-trance liturgy of guilt and redemption.
Between divine order and human collapse, this composition unites the sacred sorrow of Bach with the cold perfection of totalitarian beauty.
Steel and prayer, symmetry and tears — a hymn for the last light before silence.

🎼 Original inspiration: Johann Sebastian Bach – St Matthew Passion, BWV 244
🎧 Style: Dark Trance / Neoclassical / Gothic Electronic
🌑 Mood: Repentance · Transcendence · Ritual Elegance

🇩🇪 German Lyrics

Erbarme dich, mein Gott, bei Nacht,
wenn Schuld in meinem Herzen wacht.
Die Tränen brennen still und klar,
so fern, so fern dein Himmel war.

Ich fiel, ich schwieg, ich sank so tief,
bis deine Gnade mich umlief.
Du nahmst den Schmerz, die Last, den Stein,
und hauchtest neues Leben ein.

Erbarme dich, mein Gott, und sieh,
die Seele fleht: vergiss mich nie.
Im Dunkel glüht dein mildes Licht,
verloren bin ich — doch du brichst nicht.

Erbarme dich, mein Gott, so sacht,
bis über mich der Morgen lacht.
Wenn alles endet, bleib bei mir,
du leiser Trost, du Gnade, hier.

🇬🇧 English Translation

Have mercy, O my God, by night,
when guilt within my heart takes flight.
My tears burn softly, pure and clear—
so far, so far your heaven near.

I fell, I wept, I sank below,
till mercy wrapped me in its glow.
You took my pain, my weight, my stone,
and breathed new life where none had grown.

Have mercy, O my God, and see,
my soul implores: forget not me.
Within the dark your gentle light,
I’m lost — yet you are never night.

Have mercy, O my God, so mild,
till morning breaks, serene and wild.
When all shall end, stay close, stay near,
you tender grace, my comfort here.

The idea
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Bach’s plea reborn in dark electronic liturgy: “Erbarme dich, mein Gott, bei Nacht.” Guilt keeps watch; heaven feels far; the self falls, falls silent, sinks until mercy circles it and lifts the stone. Between sacred sorrow and cold beauty, the lyric kneels without irony—steel and prayer sharing the same pulse.

The English twin makes the theology plain: take pain, weight, stone; breathe life where none had grown. “I’m lost — yet you are never night” is a fine inversion—God as the refusal of absolute dark. Set in electronic shadow rather than Baroque string, the penitence can feel industrial and intimate at once: a private Mass for anyone who still believes that morning might laugh over the wreckage, if grace stays near enough to hear.

Production

Made with
Suno
Model
Suno v5.3