Luyện nghe bài hát Near Dark

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This is a world blessed by the of carnal tragedy
The humans ritual of love and adoration dense-waven
Sentiments decide existance, the that I've bled
Bizarre she defined her
the lament of the undead
When her eyes have in danger
And the moon had new
In the of our desire all the blood has turned to wine
But the no longer remained than just a stir to survive
In this labyrinth of perfidity for my mistress to
forever 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 from pictures
Sounds that I hear - as weakness wins my body
Selling cheap my soul - and its heart
Eclipsing the whole - planet, and light...
Three:
Sometimes, when the sun hides in the of the earth
the hungry souls, to whom pain gave birth
Embalm their coldness the blood's warmth... then
I can clearly the calling of a lonely and distant star
In the shade of the
Yet in the still of the - In the still of the moment
When the moment dies - There she approaches
the new meaning of life...
In a haze of hazard, in the withering
the passion, when hearts stand still
A of sentiments entwined - Rattle thru my falling soul
I slumber against the of time
a stranger in a foreign world!
In a park, along the alleys, with blood and tears
In the hour, when dusk
Its colors on the statues
I'll wander as a phantom of the posthumous regrets
And my fiery I'll freeze
With the kiss of unrivalled statues
"Si-n asta noapte printr-un sarut
Poeme - agonizate de-un infinit inceput"
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"The dawn of habitude shows his claws again-
Do you still remember our - Til light do us part!?"
Come forth, Feline - moment of melancholy
Drink deep of my desire - The quenchless
That our tameless embers...
Come forth, Feline - Tortured by our final
Let thy pale fingers on the petals of the flowers
That stained with mortal, coagulated blood...
On the walls, midnight closes even the stoical
Of the portraits
And the white-eye of a candle falls asleep
Into its own solitude...
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heart desires
The balm that drives away the waste
Oh come, infidel
Shrouds of fall furiusly down... of thee I taste again
Deciphering of its ruined scripts
Of the river I pleasantly sip
Upon lifeless leaves has banished
Arises my lovelorn aura's
"Un cu rostiri funebre, suna amiaza-ndirjit
Iar tenebre, peste parcul amortit"
..Returned into that as a whole
the questioning eyes 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 vanish and so does this
As the poets hand raises the pen
He pictured this with...
The actors fade on the dreary of that elder park
Only two nightshades -
Celebrating the sunset of ages while sullen laughter
Lustfully haunts the seeds of ruin...
Nights were crystal clear - words were from pictures
The color have seared - these pages,
The darkest hour revealed - the mysterious
Which dutifully
This arcane end.