Poeme : Où Gît L’ange Mort

In the dawn an angel was dancing
Sorrounded by an aura of light
But in the shadows something was watching
And with patience awaiting the night
Angel whispers : « Mournful night, attractive night,
Your dark beauty obsesses me »
An angel bewitched by the shadows
Seduced by the whispering lies

A spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel’s heart froze to ice
The blackness that falls is coming to stay
Under the snow lies angels so cold
Dusk has passed and a cold morning breeze,
Is sweeping all over the plain,
On the ground lies an angel with skin so pale,
On her face an image of pain,
Snow is now falling to the frozen ground,
The angel is covered by white,
Frost is spreading across the plain,
To welcome the eternal night.
The dress is white with crystals of ice
And frozen roses so red
Roses of blood from an innocent soul
On the plain lies an angel dead

A spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel’s heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky black clouds were gathering
The silence was broken by cries
A spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel’s heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky - The silence where dead angels lie
Touch the snow… Caress the lifeless sculptures
Die ! ! !
[CHORUS : ]
The blackness that falls is coming to stay,
Under the snow lies angels so cold,
Yet with each crystal of frost that is falling,
Another story is told,
A spell was cast an the sky turned red,
The angel’s heart froze to ice,
In the gloomy sky - The silence where dead angels lie

ɛ̃ tə dawn ɑ̃ ɑ̃ʒεl was dɑ̃siŋ
sɔʁundεd bi ɑ̃ oʁa ɔf liɡt
byt ɛ̃ tə ʃadɔw sɔmεtiŋ was watʃiŋ
ɑ̃d wit pasjɑ̃sə awεtiŋ tə niɡt
ɑ̃ʒεl wispe : « muʁnfyl niɡt, atʁaktivə niɡt,
iuʁ daʁk boti ɔpsesə mə »
ɑ̃ ɑ̃ʒεl bəwitʃεd bi tə ʃadɔw
sədysεd bi tə wispəʁiŋ li

a spεll was kast ɑ̃ tə ski tyʁnεd ʁεd
tə ɑ̃ʒəlεs əaʁ fʁɔzə to isə
tə blaknεs ta falz- is kɔmiŋ to stε
œ̃de tə snɔw liz- ɑ̃ʒεl so kɔld
dysk-as pasεd ɑ̃d a kɔld mɔʁniŋ bʁizə,
is swipiŋ al ɔve tə plɛ̃,
ɔ̃ tə ɡʁund liz- ɑ̃ ɑ̃ʒεl wit skɛ̃ so palə,
ɔ̃n- εʁ fasə ɑ̃ imaʒə ɔf pɛ̃,
snɔw is nɔw faliŋ to tə fʁɔzɛ̃ ɡʁund,
tə ɑ̃ʒεl is kɔvəʁεd bi witə,
fʁɔst is spʁəadiŋ akʁɔs tə plɛ̃,
to wεlkɔmə tə ətεʁnal niɡt.
tə dʁεsz- is witə wit kʁistalz- ɔf isə
ɑ̃d fʁɔzɛ̃ ʁozə so ʁεd
ʁozəz- ɔf blud fʁɔm ɑ̃ inɔse sul
ɔ̃ tə plɛ̃ liz- ɑ̃ ɑ̃ʒεl dəad

a spεll was kast ɑ̃ tə ski tyʁnεd ʁεd
tə ɑ̃ʒəlεs əaʁ fʁɔzə to isə
ɛ̃ tə ɡlumi ski blak klud wəʁə ɡatəʁiŋ
tə silɑ̃sə was bʁɔkɛ̃ bi kʁi
a spεll was kast ɑ̃ tə ski tyʁnεd ʁεd
tə ɑ̃ʒəlεs əaʁ fʁɔzə to isə
ɛ̃ tə ɡlumi ski tə silɑ̃sə wəʁə dəad ɑ̃ʒεl li
tuk tə snɔw… kaʁεs tə lifəlεs skylptyʁə
di ! ! !
uvʁə kʁoʃε kɔʁys : fεʁmə kʁoʃε
tə blaknεs ta falz- is kɔmiŋ to stε,
œ̃de tə snɔw liz- ɑ̃ʒεl so kɔld,
iε wit əak kʁistal ɔf fʁɔst ta is faliŋ,
anɔtœʁ stɔʁi is tɔld,
a spεll was kast ɑ̃ tə ski tyʁnεd ʁεd,
tə ɑ̃ʒəlεs əaʁ fʁɔzə to isə,
ɛ̃ tə ɡlumi ski tə silɑ̃sə wəʁə dəad ɑ̃ʒεl li