| Song | For My Fallen Angel |
| Artist | Black Countess |
| Album | The Language Of Flesh |
| Twilight | |
| I invite you to take a walk | |
| It's time to thaw the ice in your heart | |
| Take my hand and don't look back | |
| Only vague doubts are waiting for you behind | |
| Walk with me to the labyrinth of dark souls | |
| Believe me, my world is absolute | |
| Midnight | |
| I invite you to plunge into darkness | |
| It's time to feed your hungry flesh | |
| Give in to me with passion | |
| Showing protest to mankind | |
| Drink the wine of immortality | |
| And stand by my side on the edge of abyss | |
| Dizzy, satiated | |
| Inspired and shameless | |
| You'll become a damned angel | |
| Erecting the temples of lechery | |
| You'll take the look of a wandering stranger | |
| Spreading seeds of evil on the virgin land | |
| Seductive, convincing | |
| Depraved and imperious | |
| You will gain a throne and devoted worshippers | |
| And then you will feel delight in the deserted scenery of your poetry | |
| Your chaos is waiting for you | |
| You only need to confide in me | |
| You will finally find yourself with me |
| Twilight | |
| I invite you to take a walk | |
| It' s time to thaw the ice in your heart | |
| Take my hand and don' t look back | |
| Only vague doubts are waiting for you behind | |
| Walk with me to the labyrinth of dark souls | |
| Believe me, my world is absolute | |
| Midnight | |
| I invite you to plunge into darkness | |
| It' s time to feed your hungry flesh | |
| Give in to me with passion | |
| Showing protest to mankind | |
| Drink the wine of immortality | |
| And stand by my side on the edge of abyss | |
| Dizzy, satiated | |
| Inspired and shameless | |
| You' ll become a damned angel | |
| Erecting the temples of lechery | |
| You' ll take the look of a wandering stranger | |
| Spreading seeds of evil on the virgin land | |
| Seductive, convincing | |
| Depraved and imperious | |
| You will gain a throne and devoted worshippers | |
| And then you will feel delight in the deserted scenery of your poetry | |
| Your chaos is waiting for you | |
| You only need to confide in me | |
| You will finally find yourself with me |