I will face the darkness, shadows will embrace me and my senses.
I will meet you my dead angel, I will see you in your bloody eyes my dead angel,
I will feel your worn-out wings, I will feel your cold skin.
And you will see me as a little forgotten girl, alone in the sea's deepest grave,
alone in the world's largest storm, alone in herself. I forgot who I am, I forgot who I was.
My dead angel will look at me she will see my tears that have been transformed into blood,
and she will let me go. I will met the light, and my dead angel
will looke at me with a smile on her face,
The sky will welcome me and open its doors.
And I will be free.