Chapter XIV: Dark Angel Bird (a Poet of Tragedies)
Through the night... All night long... A tragic croaking can be heard... The voice of an angel keeps calling... An angel with a bleedig 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 A mournful melt of tears Which arises as nightfalls
In your eyes... I behold the eyes of a soul A 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... A 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 ferido Como é triste o fim... Sentir-me perdido Morrer dentro de mim...