Luyện nghe bài hát Athene Noctua

(Blissmaster's Ball in the Hall of Twilight) opus 36,

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

If becomes your dungeon
reach deep yourself
for the soul of erotic
to set recklessly free
for right and who's wrong
in a of passion
in the of Truth and Lie
only fear of annihilates the soul

Touch and like a torch I'll
upon your endlessness
lightning of rapture
my of passion and grace
joyfully I shall
in longing for your

All those minor deaths died
All those I've rested
upon your eternity
exhausted by tenderness
flame of lust extinguished in the of love

Here is the wisdom: life is and going
and of the ones into one
of souls harmony under the sun