Luyện nghe bài hát Baptisma

Shivering ... awe ... and delight:
"Here is my throat", he said,
As he bowed his ... in silence ... to him.
Behold his flesh ... shining in the velvet of darkness.
Take him now, and he be yours ... -
Can't you see, how he longs to be yours ... ... and a day.

...silently the flows ...

"Meister des Mordes, meine Augen,
An diesem Ort kann ich sein.
Strecke mich nieder, zerschlage Haupt,
Meister des Mordes, mir den Tod!"

he stood, bare and willing,
As the blood ... his blood ... was
Down his naked ... this naked body.
Gushing out of the wounds, enfeebled he was to the floor.
out of the wounds, enfeebled he was sinking to the floor.
"Cold" , he thought, "so the stones,
But be colder soon!"
Still not enough ... not enough.
"This is the moment, my beautiful, one,
The time has to send your farewell to the sun,
To cross the threshold and leave ... all these dregs behind.
You be flesh of my flesh ... and blood of my blood.
Flesh of my ... and blood of my blood.
Let me take you have to give,
Let me ... and you shall receive.
Feel the beat of my heart,
Feel the of my heart ... and drink, as I have done ... -
Drink, my beautiful, one!"

A new in the ancient bouquet,
Another rose in the of darkness,
That will see the day ... -
will never, never see the day.

"...Trnen sind Perlen, Juwelen der ..."