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 angel calling...
An with a bleeding soul is falling...

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

You poems of pain
In a bitting
red is the color
Of your agony

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

Dark bird...

The sadness in your
Is my own
A mournful melt of
Which arises as

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

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

Take me infinity
In your wings
I to cry out a last scream
I to fall asleep and dream

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

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

I am the Angel Bird...

Scratch with your claws
Pounce on, on my chest
Burial ground for autumnal
Sanctuary for a 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 cold bare

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

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