In the dawn an angel was dancing
sorrounded by an aura of light
But in the shadows something was watching
and with patience awaiting the night
Angel whispers: "Mournful night, attractive night,
your dark beauty obsesses me"
An angel bewitched by the shadows
Seduced by the whispering lies [bad word] 
spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
The blackness that falls [bad word] to stay
Under the snow lies angels so cold
Dusk has passed and a cold morning breeze,
is sweeping all over the plain,
On the ground lies an angel with skin so pale,
On her face an image of pain,
Snow is now falling to the frozen ground,
The angel is covered by white,
Frost is spreading across the plain,
to [bad word] the eternal night.
The dress is white with crystals of ice
and frozen roses so red
Roses of blood from an innocent soul
On the plain lies an angel dead [bad word] 
spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky black clouds were gathering
The silence was broken by cries
spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky - The silence where dead angels lie
Touch the snow...Caress the lifeless sculptures
Die!!! [bad word] 
The blackness that falls [bad word] to stay,
Under the snow lies angels so cold,
Yet with each crystal of frost that is falling,
another story is told,
spell was cast an the sky turned red,
The angel's heart froze to ice,
In the gloomy sky - The silence where dead angels lie.