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
decide existance, the artwork that I've bled
Bizarre she defined her
the lament of the undead
When her eyes have in danger
And the had new design
In the cradle of our desire all the blood has turned to
But the love no longer remained than a stir to survive
In labyrinth of perfidity for my mistress to recover
forever strive...
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Dem Sterbenden - die Hoffnung, dem Propheten - der
Der - die Dichtung, die dem Sterben entsprung...
The is crystal clear - words are sent from pictures
Sounds that I hear - as weakness wins my body
cheap my soul - and its bleeding heart
Eclipsing the - planet, history and light...
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Sometimes, when the sun in the back of the earth
When the hungry souls, to whom gave birth
Embalm their coldness with the warmth... then
I can hear the calling of a lonely and distant star
In the shade of the
Yet in the of the nights - In the still of the moment
When the moment dies - There she gently
the new meaning of life...
In a haze of hazard, in the withering
the passion, when hearts stand still
A flood of entwined - Rattle thru my falling soul
I slumber against the spirit of
Like a stranger in a world!
In a park, along the alleys, with blood and tears
In the hour, when disperses
Its on the white statues
Then I'll as a phantom of the posthumous regrets
And my fiery I'll freeze
With the kiss of these unrivalled
"Si-n asta noapte sfirsese sarut
Poeme - agonizate de-un si-un inceput"
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"The all-engulfing dawn of habitude shows his again-
Do you still remember our - Til light do us part!?"
forth, Feline - Mere moment of melancholy
Drink deep of my desire - The quenchless
unites our tameless embers...
Come forth, - Tortured by our final duet
Let thy pale fingers slide on the of the flowers
thee stained with mortal, coagulated blood...
On the walls, midnight closes even the stoical
Of the unsleeping
And the of a lonely candle falls asleep
Into its own solitude...
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Silent desires
The balm that away the human waste
Oh come, infidel
Shrouds of frost fall down... of thee I taste again
Deciphering of its ruined scripts
Of the tenebrious river I sip
lifeless leaves autumn has banished
Arises my aura's odyssey
"Un ornic cu rostiri funebre, suna
Iar tenebre, peste parcul amortit"
..Returned into that as a whole
Under the questioning eyes of and heavens
Dreaming away on the love I've recovered
Death suddenly rises - Annoyed that he couldn't me
He turns pale envy
The seasons vanish and so this story
As the same poets hand the pen
He this spectacle with...
The actors fade on the dreary alleys of elder park
Only two nightshades -
Celebrating the sunset of ages while sullen laughter
Lustfully haunts the mortal of ruin...
Nights were crystal clear - were sent from pictures
The have seared - these pages, whereas
The darkest hour revealed - the hand
Which dutifully
This arcane end.