Luyện nghe bài hát Near Dark

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This is a blessed by the victims of carnal tragedy
The humans of love and adoration dense-waven history
decide existance, the artwork that I've bled
Bizarre she her presence
With the lament of the
When her eyes bathed in danger
And the had new design
In the cradle of our all the blood has turned to wine
But the love no longer remained than just a stir to
In this labyrinth of for my mistress to recover
forever strive...
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Dem Sterbenden - die Hoffnung, dem - der Fluch
Der - die Dichtung, die dem Sterben entsprung...
The night is crystal clear - words are sent from
Sounds that I can't hear - as wins my body
Selling cheap my soul - and its heart
Eclipsing the - planet, history and light...
Three:
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 calling of a lonely and distant
In the of the abhorrent
Yet in the of the nights - In the still of the moment
When the moment dies - she gently approaches
the new meaning of life...
In a haze of hazard, in the withering
Baleful's the passion, when hearts still
A flood of sentiments entwined - Rattle my falling soul
I slumber against the spirit of
Like a in a foreign world!
In a park, along the alleys, stained blood and tears
In the hour, when 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 these statues
"Si-n asta noapte printr-un sarut
Poeme - agonizate de-un si-un inceput"
Four:
"The all-engulfing dawn of shows his claws again-
Do you remember our oath? - Til light do us part!?"
Come forth, Feline - Mere of melancholy
Drink of my desire - The quenchless fire
unites our tameless embers...
Come forth, Feline - Tortured by our final
Let thy pale fingers slide on the petals of the
thee stained with mortal, coagulated blood...
On the walls, midnight even the stoical eyes
Of the unsleeping
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, infidel
Shrouds of frost fall furiusly down... of I taste again
eternity of its ruined scripts
Of the tenebrious I pleasantly sip
Upon leaves autumn has banished
Arises my lovelorn aura's
"Un cu rostiri funebre, suna amiaza-ndirjit
Iar ceru-nprastia tenebre, peste amortit"
..Returned that park as a whole
the questioning eyes of stars and heavens
Dreaming away on the lost I've recovered
suddenly rises - Annoyed that he couldn't save me
He turns pale envy
The seasons and so does this story
As the poets hand raises the pen
He this spectacle with...
The actors fade on the dreary alleys of that park
two nightshades remaining -
Celebrating the sunset of ages while their laughter
Lustfully the mortal seeds of ruin...
Nights were clear - words were sent from pictures
The color have seared - pages, whereas
The hour revealed - the mysterious hand
Which sealed
This arcane end.