Bloody Sorrow

I'll look into the distance
In my black attire,
The grief and death appear there
And all last hopes retire.
Where the silence of church arches
Has found peace for hundred years,
The angel, looking at the ground,
Is crying, dropping tears.

The shout of the lonely sons of night
Will sound loudly in heart,
And scarlet jet will stream again,
A jet of wine, or maybe blood.

I'm gone to Darkness
In bottomless gore abyss
The eyes cannot see
And all lost souls retire
The wings of wists, over ruins
The whisper, of my rules,
Flees to shadow of dying angels
Is human cost, is crying silents

I'll look somewhere into the distance
After I put black garments on
All hopes and dreams are dying there
Where the grief was born

I'm looking over horror
In deeply, bloody sorrow
This graves are open for me
And death forlive retrie
Where the silence of heart arches
Has found war for hundred fungs
The vampire under crimson full moon
Spills hot blood all around.