Midnight nightmare
Death isn't fare
Angel of decay
Ptomaine inside, you don't care.

This is like heavy [bad word] And there will be paralysis
Killing cancer inside
Reason for you to die

This body is so cold
In the embrace of night
In passion unhallowed
I'm a captive of devils [bad word] s light

Angel killed long ago
Erased to be imagined
The [bad word] should go
But I [bad word] fragile

Peaceful sleep changes to nightmare
My life is so fare
Angel of decay
And a soul in flame

My life is dust
I hear the voice of desolation
I am an outcast
But I know the secret of creation

I am Angel of decay
In discreation I [bad word] For oblivion I pray
In non-existence of time