| Tonight the moon is full in the land beyond the forest. |
| The howling of
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| Wallachian wolves, a serenade to the dreariest soul
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| I’m alone, within the confines of my barren home bereaved, left behind
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| Grieving for the one, my ashen bride
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| A host of ravens hover from majestic winter mountains. |
| Into my ears they
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| Whisper, a sullen song of melancholy
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| Five hundred years have passed since the flowers blossomed. |
| Green meadows
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| Now benighted and shadows embrace the frozen sun
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| I’m alone
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| «I remember the glorious storms, the wrath of the heavens upon the shores
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| The erotic winds and their symphonies, resounding above the elegant trees
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| I remember the nights spent in thine arms, while making dark love with
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| Bestial charm. |
| A setting provided with incessant rain, sipping the blood
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| From each others veins.»
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| As mist, I travel the dismal skies, feeding, my ravenous appetite
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| Dreaming, of candles and gleaming stars. |
| Bleeding, from my lovelorn scars
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| Once I was a blissful delighted man, residing over a splendid land. |
| Now a
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| Beast of nocturnal guise, bent to cease my immortal life
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| «I am longing to touch thee, my love, to bake in the warmth of the skies
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| Above. |
| Marveled by landscapes so picturesque with the nestled brow on my
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| Nurturing breast. |
| I yearn to taste the sweet tongue of thy kiss, to dance
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| In the halls of the fiery abyss. |
| Vanquish thy curse and come set me free
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| Awake me, my darling, from my tortured sleep.»
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| As mist, I travel the dismal skies, feeding, my ravenous appetite
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| Dreaming, of candles and gleaming stars. |
| Bleeding, from my lovelorn scars
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| Once I was a blissful delighted man, residing over a splendid land. |
| Now a
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| Beast of nocturnal guise, bent to cease my immortal life
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| «Through ethereal dreams I convoke to thee like a gentle breeze upon a
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| Reposing sea. |
| Let my waves wash away thy grief, and convey thy shadowless
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| Soul back to me.»
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| I’ve renounced the ways of christ. |
| I’ve spat on his throne and scoffed at
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| His lies. |
| I’ll install a new kingdom to which there will be everlasting
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| Indulgence for you and me
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| Soon we shall stroll through the spellbinding mark. |
| My time has come to
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| Relinquish this earth, with cascading tears of horizons unseen, I’ll be
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| Reunited with my pallid queen
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| «Through ethereal dreams»
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| Together we’ll drink to our undying love. |
| Absinthe shall lift us on the
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| Wings of a dove, and transport us to places beyond our dreams, where
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| Graceful nymphs dominate the scene
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| And so I forsake my ancient abode. |
| My calamitous fable of woe unfolds with
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| Valor, I face the sweltering sun. |
| In thy pale reflection of death, we are
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| Alone
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| (Solo: Jesus Christ!) |