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.