Amidst the Graves Songtext / Lyric

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.