Through the night... All night long...
tragic croaking can be heard...
The voice of an angel keeps calling...
An angel with a bleeding soul is falling...

Dark Angel of melancholy
I am a cold tear of misanthropy
Dark Angel of suffering
I'm an angstfull whinning

You rant poems of pain
In a bitting elegy
Deep red is the color
Of your boundless agony

Dark Angel of melancholy
I am a cold tear of misanthropy
Dark Angel of suffering
I'm an angstfull whinning...
An angstfull... An angstfull whinning...

Dark Angel Bird...

The sadness in your chant
Is my own grief
mournful melt of tears
Which arises as nightfalls

In your eyes... I behold the eyes of a soul
soul with a bleeding heart
And nobody's love

My existence depends on yours
My... My soul is as yours
For... For you I cry
In the cold bare night

Take me beyond infinity
In your moonlight wings
I want to cry out a last scream
I want to fall asleep and dream

I am... I am the Dark Angel Bird... poet of tragedies...
I am the Dark Angel Bird... I am the Dark Angel Bird...

Scratch with your deadly claws
Pounce well on, on my chest
Burial ground for autumnal invocations
Sanctuary for a broken love

Selfless I call for you
My soul bleeds for yours
For you I die... For you I die...
In the cold... In the cold... In the cold bare night

In the cold bare night... In the cold bare night...

Anjo de coração [bad word] é triste o fim...
Sentir-me perdido
Morrer dentro de mim...