Luyện nghe bài hát Near Dark

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This is a blessed by the victims of carnal tragedy
The humans ritual of and adoration dense-waven history
Sentiments decide existance, the artwork that I've
Bizarre she defined her
With the of the undead
When her eyes have in danger
And the moon had new
In the cradle of our all the blood has turned to wine
But the love no longer than just a stir to survive
In this labyrinth of for my mistress to recover
I'll strive...
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Dem - die Hoffnung, dem Propheten - der Fluch
Der Liebe - die Dichtung, die dem entsprung...
The night is crystal clear - words are sent pictures
Sounds that I hear - as weakness wins my body
Selling my soul - and its bleeding heart
the whole - planet, history and light...
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Sometimes, the sun hides in the back of the earth
When the hungry souls, to whom gave birth
Embalm their coldness the blood's warmth... then
I can clearly hear the calling of a lonely and distant
In the shade of the
Yet in the still of the - In the still of the moment
When the moment - There she gently approaches
With the new of life...
In a haze of hazard, in the chill
Baleful's the passion, when stand still
A of sentiments entwined - Rattle thru my falling soul
I against the spirit of time
Like a 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 I'll
With the kiss of unrivalled statues
"Si-n asta noapte sfirsese sarut
Poeme - agonizate de-un infinit inceput"
Four:
"The all-engulfing dawn of habitude shows his again-
Do you still our oath? - Til light do us part!?"
Come forth, - Mere moment of melancholy
Drink deep of my desire - The quenchless
That unites our embers...
Come forth, - Tortured by our final duet
Let thy fingers slide on the petals of the flowers
That thee stained with mortal, blood...
On the walls, midnight closes even the eyes
Of the portraits
And the of a lonely candle 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 again
Deciphering eternity of its ruined
Of the river I pleasantly sip
lifeless leaves autumn has banished
Arises my lovelorn odyssey
"Un ornic cu rostiri funebre, amiaza-ndirjit
Iar tenebre, peste parcul amortit"
..Returned into that as a whole
Under the eyes of stars and heavens
Dreaming away on the lost love recovered
suddenly rises - Annoyed that he couldn't save me
He turns pale envy
The seasons vanish and so does story
As the poets hand raises the pen
He pictured this with...
The actors fade on the alleys of that elder park
Only two remaining -
Celebrating the sunset of ages while sullen laughter
Lustfully haunts the mortal of ruin...
Nights were crystal clear - words were sent pictures
The color have seared - these pages,
The darkest hour - the mysterious hand
dutifully sealed
This episode's end.