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
 [bad word] has softly touched the ground
But of Death he is so tired
That even Paradise makes him sad
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.