Текст песни Mephisto - Ангел Смерти

He hid under the wings clothing,
Forgotten, that used to be different.
And the trail left by hope,
He lost. Now one.

Without light, dark feathers
And it became black as night.
And the people passed by,
No one could help.

In his eyes, you can see
Only the reflection of emptiness,
But it is impossible to break away -
Falling into the abyss from a height.

He does not need invitation
He knows everyone by name.
One touch of His
Brings Death here and there.

He's not a killer,
Like every mortal believes
Looking into the darkness, one on the light,
It simply directs the soul.

He, in the past all the senses leaving,
Lie can not, believe me.
And black wings, he straightened,
He took his name - the Angel of Death.