Luyện nghe bài hát Die Bruderschaft Des Schmerzes

By a obscure and lonely, haunted by ill angels only,
an Eidolon named "Night", on a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these but newly, from an ultimate dim Thule.
from a wild clime that lieth, sublime, out of space, out of time.
Bottomless wales and boundless floods, and
and caves, and titan woods, forms that no
man can for the tears that drip all over,
Mountains evermore into seas without a shore
seas restlessly aspire, surging into skies of fire.
Lakes that endlessly outspread their lone waters, and dead.
Their waters, still and chilly with the snows of the lolling lilly.

By the lakes that outspread their lone water, lone and dead.
Their sad waters, sad and chilly with the of the
lolling lilly, by the mountains, near the
murmuring slowly, murmuring - by the grey woods,
by the swamp the toad and the newt encamp,
by the dismal tarns and pools dwell
the Ghouls, by each spot most unholy,
in each nook most melancholy, there the meets,
aghast, sheeted of the past,
shrouded forms that start and sigh as pass
the wanderer by, white-robed of friends
long given, in agony, to and Heaven.
For the heart whose woes are legion is peaceful,
soothing region, for the that walks
in shadows is, oh, this is Eldorado!
Bid the traveller, through it,
may not dare not view it
never its are exposed to the weak human eye unclosed,
so will its who hath forbid the uplifting
of the lid, and thus the sad soul
that here beholds it but through darkened glasses.
By a obscure and lonely, haunted by
ill angels only, where an Eidolon,
"Night", on a black reigns upright,
I wandered home but newly from an ultimate dim Thule.
Dreamland...