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

One

This is a world blessed by the
Of carnal
The humans of love and adoration
Dense-woven

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

Two

Dem Sterbenden - die
Dem - Der Fluch
Der - die Dichtung, die dem Sterben entsprung...

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

Part

Sometimes, the sun hides in the back of the earth
the hungry souls, to whom pain gave birth
Embalm their coldness the blood's warmth... then
I can clearly hear the calling of a 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 withering
Baleful's the passion, hearts stand still

A flood of entwined
Rattle thru my soul
I slumber against the of time
a stranger in a foreign world!

In a park, along the alleys, stained blood and tears
In the hour, when dusk
Its colors on the statues

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

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

Four

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

Come forth,
Mere moment of
Drink deep of my
The fire
That our tameless embers...

forth, Feline
Tortured by our final
Let thy pale fingers on the petals of the flowers
That thee stained with mortal, blood...

On the walls, midnight closes even the eyes
Of the unsleeping
And the white-eye of a lonely candle falls
its own startling solitude...

Part

Silent desires
The balm that away the human waste
Oh come, infidel
Shrouds of frost furiously down... of thee I taste again

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

"Un ornic cu rostiri funebre, suna
Iar ceru-mprastia tenebre, peste amortit"

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

Death rises
Annoyed that he save me
He turns from envy

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

The actors fade on the alleys of that elder park
Only two remaining -
Celebrating the sunset of while their sullen laughter
Lustfully haunts the seeds of ruin...

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

This arcane End.