Luyện nghe bài hát Athene Noctua

(Blissmaster's Ball in the Hall of Twilight) 36, Bb-minor

And the visionary
black on grey on grey
sad farewell and chronos won't wait
never to return to your dustbound
all you gathered buys you no time
spirit of unrest of the sublime
grave of mortal's life
in the end will the spirit ever

If freedom becomes dungeon
reach within yourself
for the soul of hidden
to set self free
for who's right and who's
in a merry-go-round of
in the of Truth and Lie
only fear of self annihilates the

Touch and like a I'll burn
cast upon your
lightning moment of
my hour of passion and
I shall perish
in longing for your

All those minor deaths died
All those times I've
weary upon your
exhausted by tenderness
of lust extinguished in the ocean of love

Here is the wisdom: life is coming and
and becoming of the into one
symmetry of souls under the sun