The fire of your feelings 

The light of my desires 

The flash of your hope 

The beam of your love 

So much bright and scorching



Only the angel of my dreams 

Can beam that way 

The angel of suffering, 

Of love and pride



You wait and hope for us to meet 

You are invited by your tender look 

And soft touch of your feelings 

You're afraid of your demon 

But you're attracted by him



He suffers greatly

His heart is broken, his soul is crushed

Like a shroud of dense mist on his way

His blind oblivion kills his flesh

On the bloody feasts and voluptuous pleasures



He escapes from his past 

He destroys his real world 

It's the thirst of irreparable



War with himself

The ray of light is his only salvation 

Your demon is dead without an angel 

The fire of love will warm his heart 

And will return him back to life.