Luyện nghe bài hát Near Dark (...und Der Tod Wird Vor Neid Erblassen)

One

This is a blessed by the victims
Of tragedy
The humans ritual of love and
history

Sentiments decide existance, the that I've bled
she defined her presence
With the of the undead
When her eyes bathed in danger
And the moon had new
In the cradle of our desire all the blood has turned to
But the love no remained than just a stir to survive
In labyrinth of perfidity for my mistress to recover
I'll strive...

Two

Dem - die Hoffnung
Dem Propheten - Der
Der - die Dichtung, die dem Sterben entsprung...

The night is crystal clear - words are sent pictures
Sounds that I can't hear - as wins my body
Selling cheap my soul - and its heart
Eclipsing the - planet, history and light...

Part

Sometimes, when the sun hides in the back of the
When the hungry souls, to whom gave birth
Embalm their coldness with the warmth... then
I can clearly the calling of a lonely and distant star

In the of the abhorrent
Yet in the still of the - In the still of the moment
When the moment
There she approaches
With the new of life...

In a haze of hazard, in the withering
Baleful's the passion, hearts stand still

A of sentiments entwined
Rattle thru my falling
I slumber the spirit of time
Like a stranger in a world!

In a park, along the alleys, with blood and tears
In the hour, when disperses
Its colors on the white

Then I'll wander as a phantom of the posthumous
And my fiery lips freeze
the kiss of these unrivalled statues

"Si-n asta noapte sfirsese printr-un
Poeme - agonizate de-un infinit inceput"

Part

"The dawn of habitude shows his claws again-
Do you still remember our - Til light do us part!?"

forth, Feline
Mere of melancholy
Drink of my desire
The fire
That our tameless embers...

forth, Feline
Tortured by our duet
Let thy fingers slide on the petals of the flowers
That thee with mortal, coagulated blood...

On the walls, closes even the stoical eyes
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 furiously down... of thee I taste

eternity of its ruined scripts
Of the tenebrious I pleasantly sip
lifeless leaves autumn has banished
Arises my lovelorn aura's

"Un ornic cu rostiri funebre, amiaza-ndirjit
Iar ceru-mprastia tenebre, parcul amortit"

...Returned into that as a whole
Under the eyes of stars and heavens
Dreaming away on the love I've recovered

suddenly rises
Annoyed he couldn't save me
He pale from envy

The seasons vanish and so does story
As the same poets hand the pen
He pictured spectacle with...

The actors fade on the dreary alleys of elder park
Only two nightshades -
Celebrating the sunset of ages while their sullen
Lustfully haunts the mortal of ruin...

Nights crystal clear - words were sent from pictures
The colors have seared - these pages,
The hour revealed - the mysterious hand
dutifully sealed

This arcane End.