Luyện nghe bài hát Sepulcro

I'm alone the night blowing on my face
and the branches of the are crying in the big
if this night.
Step by step the shadow path
the cloak of darkness opens the door
in the place of silence.
Wha strange are striking my body
an obscure quiet is my mind
my hands are touching the wet
and the undergrowth is my way blind among
the mossy in the realm of the dead.
The old ivy-mantled gate is
while I am opening the door of the crypt.
a morbid force my soul has
a hidden god is my steps.
I am going down is this wet in the stiffing dark
only the noise of a
of water is stressing the time
I'm in this sepulcro.
I humble pieteously observe the men's fragilty.
Putrid put upon marble sacella
are for nothing
the cobwebs are covering the ancient effigies
everything's resting in a silence here
everything is here.
I alone in this sepulcro will these relics
to life with my profane action.
This is a profanation
that will give life to
the eternal of memory.
in this sepulcro.