Lyrics:
Through the night... All night long...A tragic croaking can be heard...The voice of an angel keeps calling...An angel with a bleeding soul is falling...Dark angel of melancholyI am a cold tear of misanthropyDark angel of sufferingI'm an angstfull whiningYou rant poems of painIn a bitting elegyDeep red is the colorOf your boundless agonyDark angel of melancholyI am a cold tear of misanthropyDark angel of sufferingI'm an angstfull whiningAn angstfull... An angstfull whinning...Dark angel bird...The sadness in your chantIs my own griefA mournful melt of tearsWhich arises as nightfallsIn your eyes...I behold the eyes of a soulA soul with a bleeding heartAnd nobody's loveMy existence depends on yours,My... My soul is as yours,For... For you I cryIn the cold bare nightTake me beyond infinityIn your moonlight wingsI want to cry out a last screamI want to fall asleep and dreamI am... I am the Dark Angel Bird...A poet of tragedies...I am the Dark Angel Bird...I am the Dark Angel Bird...I am the Dark Angel Bird...Scratch with your deadly clawsPounce well on, on my chestBurial ground for autumnal invocationsSanctuary for a broken loveSelfless I call for youMy soul bleeds for yours,For you I die...For you I die...In the cold...In the cold...In the cold bare nightIn the cold bare night... In the cold bare night...'Anjo de corsŁo feridoComo˙ triste o fim...Sentir-me perdidoMorrer dentro de mim...'