The Lament of the Angels

The Unborn

Compositor: Astaroth

I had an awakening in the dusk of my life.
In those sad late afternoons,
I’d sit down waiting for death.
I had an awakening in the dusk of my days…

Forgotten paths of a world without glory,
Wandering about the seven skies
To carry you in my arms ...
He took me to my childhood days.

Forgotten paths of a world without dreams,
Carrying you through time
Until the days of innocence come …
In a sky of new colors he drew my name.

That day a beautiful song came to my ears,
It was the incessant lament of the winged beings…
I am the angel who whispers in your ear.

Long before the arrival of man
We molded the nature of the earth,
We were the architects of purity in a new world.
Long before the rebellion and the fall
We lived in perfect harmony.
This is our secret deepest sorrow,
The lament of the winged beings...

Forgotten paths of a world without glory,
Wandering about the seven skies
To carry you in my arms ...
He took me to my childhood days.

Forgotten paths of a world without dreams,
Carrying you through time
Until the days of innocence come …
In a sky of new colors he drew my name.

I am the angel who caresses your face.
That day a beautiful song came to my ears,
It was the incessant lament of the winged beings…

I am the angel who whispers in your ear.
In a sky of perfect colors my sad eyes
Could not see the face of the angel.

The lament of the winged beings...
I take the perfume of the heaven in my hands...