One
This is a blessed by the victims Of tragedy The humans ritual of and adoration history
Sentiments decide existance, the that I've bled Bizarre she defined her With the lament of the When her have bathed in danger And the moon had new In the cradle of our desire all the has turned to wine But the love no longer than just a stir to survive In labyrinth of perfidity for my mistress to recover I'll strive...
Two
Dem Sterbenden - die Dem Propheten - Der Der Liebe - die Dichtung, die dem entsprung...
The night is clear - words are sent from pictures Sounds that I can't hear - as wins my body Selling cheap my soul - and its bleeding the whole - planet, history and light...
Part
Sometimes, when the sun hides in the back of the When the hungry souls, to pain 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 the new meaning of life...
In a haze of hazard, in the withering Baleful's the passion, when hearts stand
A flood of sentiments Rattle thru my soul I slumber the spirit of time Like a stranger in a world!
In a park, the alleys, stained 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 lips I'll freeze With the kiss of unrivalled statues
"Si-n noapte sfirsese printr-un sarut - agonizate de-un infinit si-un inceput"
Part
"The all-engulfing dawn of habitude shows his claws Do you still remember our oath? - Til do us part!?"
Come forth, moment of melancholy Drink deep of my The quenchless unites our tameless embers...
Come forth, Tortured by our final 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 white-eye of a lonely falls asleep Into its own solitude...
Five
Silent desires The that drives away the human waste Oh come, duchess of frost fall furiously down... of thee I taste again
Deciphering eternity of its ruined Of the tenebrious river I sip Upon leaves autumn has banished Arises my lovelorn odyssey
"Un ornic cu funebre, suna amiaza-ndirjit Iar ceru-mprastia tenebre, parcul amortit"
...Returned that park as a whole Under the questioning eyes of and heavens Dreaming away on the love I've recovered
Death suddenly Annoyed he couldn't save me He turns pale from
The seasons vanish and so does story As the same hand raises the pen He this spectacle with...
The actors fade on the dreary alleys of elder park two nightshades remaining - Celebrating the sunset of ages while their sullen Lustfully haunts the seeds of ruin...
Nights were crystal clear - words were from pictures The colors have seared - pages, whereas The darkest revealed - the mysterious hand Which sealed
This arcane End.