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The eternal sadness of an angel on earth,
Great fountains of tears flowing to infinity,
The black eyes of this being, staring at the stone,
Fallen e of a sculpture during the night.
Hell has gently touched our ground,
But he is so tired of death,
That even paradise saddens him,
br/>To die for this empire of ice?
With roses is the tomb covered,
What will the melancholy angel tread,
His hand still placed on the cradle,
Of its sad idyllic sculpture.
(Translation)
(Amidst the Graves)
(Music and Lyrics by Hylgaryss)
The eternal sadness of an angel on earth
Huge fountains of tears flowing eternally
The black eyes of this being staring at the piece of stone
Fallen from a sculpture in the night
Hell has softly touched the ground
But of Death he is so tired
That even Paradise makes him sad
Am I to die for that frozen empire?
Roses cover the tomb
That shall be trodden by the melancholic angel
His hand still on the cradle
Of its sad idyllic sculpture.