It's the darkest night I've ever seen,
I look beyond imagination and I see hate,
Fear and darkness.
I see Dark Angels floating above my head.
They are calling me down again.
What do they want from me?
I did suffer, I did weep, I did Bleed!
But those Dark Angels won't let me be.....
They want to torture me even in my Death Ritual
So... I look into the Waning Moon one last time....
And I see her sweet tears drps touching my face,
And I say: Even in Death..... I will Love you.....
It's close to the end now....
I feel my spirit fading away...
I shall become a mere suffering shadow,
Whose heart has been teared apart by Darkness.
Has the ritual ends... I am no more.
I feel a big Emptiness inside me...
But still... I can hear: "I will always be by your side..."
I look up and see the Waning Moon still crying.
It's a beautiful image in spite of all the Death and Darkness...
...grande escritor Dark angel!!!