Au Milieu Des Sepultures (De Lumiere Et D'obscurite / 2000)
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.