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

One

This is a world by the victims
Of carnal
The humans ritual of and adoration
history

Sentiments existance, the artwork that I've bled
Bizarre she her presence
With the of the undead
When her eyes have bathed in
And the had new design
In the cradle of our desire all the blood has to wine
But the love no longer remained than just a stir to
In this labyrinth of perfidity for my mistress to
I'll strive...

Two

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

The night is crystal clear - are sent from pictures
that I can't hear - as weakness wins my body
Selling cheap my soul - and its bleeding
the whole - planet, history and light...

Part

Sometimes, when the sun in the back of the earth
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 shade of the
Yet in the still of the nights - In the of the moment
When the moment
she gently approaches
With the new of life...

In a haze of hazard, in the chill
Baleful's the passion, when hearts still

A flood of entwined
Rattle my falling soul
I slumber against the spirit of
a stranger in a foreign 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 fiery I'll freeze
the kiss of these unrivalled statues

"Si-n asta noapte sfirsese sarut
- agonizate de-un infinit si-un inceput"

Part

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

forth, Feline
Mere 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 with mortal, coagulated blood...

On the walls, closes even the stoical eyes
Of the portraits
And the white-eye of a lonely candle asleep
Into its own solitude...

Five

Silent desires
The balm that drives away the waste
Oh come, duchess
Shrouds of frost fall down... of thee I taste again

Deciphering eternity of its ruined
Of the tenebrious I pleasantly sip
lifeless leaves autumn has banished
Arises my lovelorn odyssey

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

...Returned that park as a whole
Under the questioning eyes of stars and
Dreaming away on the lost love recovered

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

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

The actors fade on the dreary of that elder park
two nightshades remaining -
Celebrating the of ages while their sullen laughter
Lustfully haunts the mortal of ruin...

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

This episode's End.