Luyện nghe bài hát Chapter XIV: Dark Angel Bird (A Poet Of Tragedies)

Through the night... All long...
A croaking can be heard...
The voice of an keeps calling...
An angel a bleeding soul is falling...

Dark of melancholy
I am a tear of misanthropy
angel of suffering
I'm an angstfull

You rant of pain
In a elegy
red is the color
Of your boundless

angel of melancholy
I am a tear of misanthropy
Dark angel of
I'm an whining
An angstfull... An whinning...

Dark bird...

The in your chant
Is my own
A mournful melt of
Which as nightfalls

In eyes...
I the eyes of a soul
A soul with a bleeding
And nobody's

My existence on yours,
My... My is as yours,
For... For you I cry
In the cold night

Take me infinity
In your moonlight
I to cry out a last scream
I want to fall asleep and

I am... I am the Dark Bird...
A of tragedies...

I am the Dark Bird...
I am the Angel Bird...

I am the Angel Bird...

Scratch with your deadly
well on, on my chest
Burial for autumnal invocations
Sanctuary for a broken

I call for you
My soul for yours,
For you I die...
For you I die...
In the cold...
In the cold...
In the cold night

In the cold bare night... In the cold night...

"Anjo de corao
triste o fim...
Sentir-me
dentro de mim..."