Midvinter - Hope Rides On Devil Wings

Dark angel with thine aching lust to rid the world of existence Malicious angel do what you must burn and kill all worlds resistance Because of thee no thought, no thing can possibly breathe in the lights embrace Dark angel ever on the wing riding with such beauty grace When darkness greets, then changes you... Your silvery to a sultry fire. Nor will thine blackest heart allow, delight intortured by desire. Through thee the ones who seeks shall learn and in the end be payed what they earn... Dark angel with thine arching lust malicious angel do what you must Because of thee, the law of dreams becomes a gathering place for fears Unlit tormented slumber seems one vehemence of useless tears When sunlight glows upon the flowers or ripples down the dancing sun Thou, with thie trows of darkest powers takes my life, sets me free Within the breath of autumn woods, within the winter silences Thy venomous spirit stirs and broods, o master of impieties... The ardour of red flame is thine and thine the steely soul of ice Dark angel with thine aching lust, malicious angel do what you must Thou art the whisper in the gloom the hinting tone, the haunting laugh The breathing darkness inside me o, may your will forever be The second death that never dies that can not die when time is dew Live death, where in the lost soul cries Eternally uncomforted Dark angel with thine aching lust, malicious angel then prepares... Make all chance to drifting dust, with thine eternity of cares.