La tristesse ternelle d'un ange sur la terre,

De grandes fontaines de larmes coulant l'infini,

Les yeux noirs de cet tre, fixant la pierre,

Tombe d'une sculpture durant la nuit.



L'enfer a doucement touch notre sol,

Mais de la mort il est si las,

Que mme le paradis le dsole,

Mourir pour cet empire de glace ?



De roses est recouvert le tombeau,

Que foulera l'ange mlancolique,

Sa main encore pose sur le berceau,

De sa triste sculpture idyllique.



[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.