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

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

angel of melancholy
I am a cold of misanthropy
angel of suffering
I'm an whining

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

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

Dark bird...

The sadness in your
Is my own
A mournful of tears
arises as nightfalls

In eyes...
I behold the 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 bare night

Take me beyond
In moonlight wings
I to cry out a last scream
I want to fall and dream

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

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

I am the Dark Bird...

Scratch with deadly claws
well on, on my chest
Burial ground for invocations
for a broken love

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

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

"Anjo de ferido
Como o fim...
perdido
Morrer de mim..."