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 with a soul is falling...

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

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

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

Dark bird...

The in your chant
Is my own
A melt of tears
arises as nightfalls

In eyes...
I behold the of a soul
A soul with a heart
And love

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

Take me infinity
In moonlight wings
I want to cry out a last
I want to asleep and dream

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

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

I am the Dark Bird...

Scratch your deadly claws
Pounce well on, on my
Burial for autumnal invocations
for a broken love

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

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

"Anjo de ferido
triste o fim...
Sentir-me
Morrer de mim..."