Luyện nghe bài hát Near Dark

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This is a world blessed by the of carnal tragedy
The humans ritual of and adoration dense-waven history
Sentiments decide existance, the artwork I've bled
she defined her presence
With the of the undead
her eyes have bathed in danger
And the had new design
In the cradle of our desire all the has turned to wine
But the love no remained than just a stir to survive
In this labyrinth of for my mistress to recover
forever strive...
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Dem Sterbenden - die Hoffnung, dem - der Fluch
Der Liebe - die Dichtung, die dem entsprung...
The night is crystal clear - words are sent pictures
Sounds that I can't hear - as wins my body
Selling cheap my soul - and its heart
the whole - planet, history and light...
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Sometimes, when the sun hides in the back of the
the hungry souls, to whom pain gave birth
Embalm their coldness with the warmth... then
I can clearly the calling of a lonely and distant star
In the of the abhorrent
Yet in the of the nights - In the still of the moment
the moment dies - There she gently approaches
With the new of life...
In a haze of hazard, in the chill
Baleful's the passion, when hearts still
A flood of sentiments entwined - thru my falling soul
I against the spirit of time
a stranger in a foreign world!
In a park, the alleys, stained with blood and tears
In the hour, dusk disperses
Its on the white statues
Then I'll wander as a of the posthumous regrets
And my fiery lips freeze
With the kiss of unrivalled statues
"Si-n noapte sfirsese printr-un sarut
Poeme - agonizate infinit si-un inceput"
Four:
"The all-engulfing dawn of habitude his claws again-
Do you still our oath? - Til light do us part!?"
Come forth, Feline - moment of melancholy
Drink deep of my - The quenchless fire
unites our tameless embers...
Come forth, Feline - by our final duet
Let thy pale fingers on the petals of the flowers
That thee stained mortal, coagulated blood...
On the walls, closes even the stoical eyes
Of the unsleeping
And the white-eye of a lonely falls asleep
Into its own solitude...
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Silent heart
The balm drives away the human waste
Oh come, duchess
Shrouds of frost fall furiusly down... of thee I taste
Deciphering eternity of its scripts
Of the river I pleasantly sip
Upon leaves autumn has banished
Arises my aura's odyssey
"Un cu rostiri funebre, suna amiaza-ndirjit
Iar ceru-nprastia tenebre, parcul amortit"
..Returned into that as a whole
Under the questioning of stars and heavens
Dreaming on the lost love I've recovered
Death suddenly rises - Annoyed that he couldn't me
He turns pale envy
The seasons and so does this story
As the same poets raises the pen
He pictured this with...
The actors on the dreary alleys of that elder park
Only two nightshades -
Celebrating the sunset of ages while sullen laughter
Lustfully haunts the seeds of ruin...
Nights were crystal - words were sent from pictures
The color have - these pages, whereas
The hour revealed - the mysterious hand
Which sealed
This episode's end.