Luyện nghe bài hát Near Dark

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This is a world by the victims of carnal tragedy
The humans ritual of love and adoration 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 moon had new
In the cradle of our desire all the blood has to wine
But the no longer remained than just a stir to survive
In this of perfidity 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 is crystal clear - words are sent from pictures
that I can't hear - as weakness wins my body
Selling cheap my soul - and its bleeding
Eclipsing the - planet, history and light...
Three:
Sometimes, when the sun hides in the back of the
When the hungry souls, to whom pain birth
Embalm their with the blood's 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 approaches
With the new of life...
In a haze of hazard, in the withering
the passion, when hearts stand still
A flood of sentiments entwined - thru 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, dusk disperses
Its on the white statues
Then I'll wander as a phantom of the regrets
And my fiery lips freeze
With the kiss of these unrivalled
"Si-n noapte sfirsese printr-un sarut
Poeme - de-un infinit si-un inceput"
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"The all-engulfing dawn of habitude shows his 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 of the flowers
That thee stained with mortal, blood...
On the walls, midnight closes even the eyes
Of the portraits
And the white-eye of a lonely falls asleep
its own startling solitude...
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heart desires
The that drives away the human waste
Oh come, duchess
Shrouds of frost fall furiusly down... of thee I again
eternity of its ruined scripts
Of the tenebrious I pleasantly sip
Upon lifeless autumn has banished
Arises my lovelorn aura's
"Un cu rostiri funebre, suna amiaza-ndirjit
Iar ceru-nprastia tenebre, peste amortit"
..Returned into 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 from
The seasons vanish and so does story
As the same poets raises the pen
He pictured this with...
The actors fade on the dreary alleys of that elder
Only two nightshades -
Celebrating the sunset of while their sullen laughter
Lustfully haunts the mortal of ruin...
Nights were clear - words were sent from pictures
The have seared - these pages, whereas
The darkest hour revealed - the mysterious
Which sealed
episode's arcane end.