Luyện nghe bài hát Near Dark

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This is a blessed by the victims of carnal tragedy
The humans ritual of love and dense-waven history
decide existance, the artwork that I've bled
Bizarre she defined her
With the lament of the
her eyes have bathed in danger
And the had new design
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 of perfidity 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 clear - words are sent from pictures
Sounds that I can't hear - as weakness wins my
Selling my soul - and its bleeding heart
Eclipsing the whole - planet, and light...
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Sometimes, when the sun hides in the of the earth
When the hungry souls, to whom gave birth
Embalm their coldness with the warmth... then
I can clearly hear the of a lonely and distant star
In the shade of the
Yet in the still of the nights - In the of the moment
the moment dies - There she gently approaches
the new meaning of life...
In a of hazard, in the withering chill
Baleful's the passion, when stand still
A flood of sentiments - Rattle thru my falling soul
I slumber the spirit of time
a stranger in a foreign world!
In a park, along the alleys, stained with and tears
In the hour, dusk disperses
Its colors on the white
Then I'll wander as a phantom of the posthumous
And my fiery I'll freeze
With the kiss of these unrivalled
"Si-n asta noapte printr-un sarut
- agonizate de-un infinit si-un inceput"
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"The all-engulfing dawn of habitude his claws again-
Do you remember our oath? - Til light do us part!?"
forth, Feline - Mere moment of melancholy
Drink deep of my desire - The fire
That unites our embers...
Come forth, - Tortured by our final duet
Let thy pale fingers on the petals of the flowers
That thee stained with mortal, blood...
On the walls, midnight closes even the stoical
Of the unsleeping
And the of a lonely candle falls asleep
Into its own solitude...
Five:
Silent desires
The balm that drives the human waste
Oh come, duchess
Shrouds of frost fall furiusly down... of thee I again
Deciphering eternity of its scripts
Of the tenebrious I pleasantly sip
Upon leaves autumn has banished
my lovelorn aura's odyssey
"Un cu rostiri funebre, suna amiaza-ndirjit
Iar ceru-nprastia tenebre, peste amortit"
..Returned into that as a whole
Under the questioning eyes of and heavens
Dreaming away on the lost I've recovered
Death suddenly rises - Annoyed that he save me
He turns pale from
The seasons and so does this story
As the same poets raises the pen
He pictured this with...
The actors fade on the dreary alleys of that park
Only two nightshades -
Celebrating the sunset of ages while their laughter
Lustfully haunts the seeds of ruin...
were crystal clear - words were sent from pictures
The have seared - these pages, whereas
The hour revealed - the mysterious hand
Which dutifully
This arcane end.