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I can hear it... |
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I can hear the Crow... the Crow... |
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Buried and forgotten, in these shadows of past, |
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I wait the songless bird, whose nest is my rest. |
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This gasp of trust is something like a refuge... |
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Will be this lustful voyage really the last? |
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Now, I can see... she's rising from delight... |
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The lady in black... she brings me the Crow... |
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The naked mistress... blesses me with immortality, |
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As I fly on wings of lust to the unconquered lands... |
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Among the night the Crow dances wild |
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On the gentle embrace of his wings, |
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While his generous chant is spread by the winds, |
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Conquering the silence of the screams from tranquillity... |
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Now, I can see... the shadow of the moonlight... |
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The forest of pleasures... the tree of wisdom... |
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These skies of virtue... clouds of eternal suffering... |
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This endless river is swallowing me with darkness... |
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Dance with me... Infinity... |
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My eyes are bleeding with these visions of lost dreams, |
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Each Tear of mine, for each silent moment of Desire... |
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I'm awaking for the eternal night at the dream land, |
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In this crystal temple, in this everlasting age... |
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Here are the flames that froze my heart... |
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That blackness that shows me light... |