| Song | Neovampirism |
| Artist | Agathodaimon |
| Album | Higher Art of Rebellion |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Agathodaimon, Dracul | |
| Grele ginduri, anemie, nocturn complot | |
| Noaptea-I vie, iar o mie de stele | |
| Ma privesc si eu tinjesc la ele | |
| Oglinda-I sparta si in ea se oglindeste tot! | |
| Desarte ginduri, lacomie, in mine tu | |
| Un inger, un demon, un univers apus | |
| Ca Marte de rosu, de moarte sedus | |
| Oglinda-s eu si in ea te oglindesti si tu | |
| Apropie-te, tirindu-te spre sinul natiunii | |
| In somnul calm al nestiutorilor | |
| Se vaita sufletele blestematilor | |
| Ce ca lacrimi rosii se scurg din cupa ratiunii | |
| Sterse pleoape-n adormire | |
| Peste voi, razvratire, iara mie | |
| InsomnieEyes | |
| I've kept always open, never meaning to see | |
| Your white wings dipping into my crescent agony | |
| I love your bleeding, for it keeps me seeking | |
| And I won't ever cease, cause it tastes like honey | |
| On my wounded lips | |
| For whom was that smile | |
| You wiped off so unpleased | |
| With your indecent fingertips? | |
| Would you bleed for me again | |
| For I adore its pounding on my seared tongue |
| zuo qu : Agathodaimon, Dracul | |
| Grele ginduri, anemie, nocturn complot | |
| NoapteaI vie, iar o mie de stele | |
| Ma privesc si eu tinjesc la ele | |
| OglindaI sparta si in ea se oglindeste tot! | |
| Desarte ginduri, lacomie, in mine tu | |
| Un inger, un demon, un univers apus | |
| Ca Marte de rosu, de moarte sedus | |
| Oglindas eu si in ea te oglindesti si tu | |
| Apropiete, tirindute spre sinul natiunii | |
| In somnul calm al nestiutorilor | |
| Se vaita sufletele blestematilor | |
| Ce ca lacrimi rosii se scurg din cupa ratiunii | |
| Sterse pleoapen adormire | |
| Peste voi, razvratire, iara mie | |
| InsomnieEyes | |
| I' ve kept always open, never meaning to see | |
| Your white wings dipping into my crescent agony | |
| I love your bleeding, for it keeps me seeking | |
| And I won' t ever cease, cause it tastes like honey | |
| On my wounded lips | |
| For whom was that smile | |
| You wiped off so unpleased | |
| With your indecent fingertips? | |
| Would you bleed for me again | |
| For I adore its pounding on my seared tongue |
| zuò qǔ : Agathodaimon, Dracul | |
| Grele ginduri, anemie, nocturn complot | |
| NoapteaI vie, iar o mie de stele | |
| Ma privesc si eu tinjesc la ele | |
| OglindaI sparta si in ea se oglindeste tot! | |
| Desarte ginduri, lacomie, in mine tu | |
| Un inger, un demon, un univers apus | |
| Ca Marte de rosu, de moarte sedus | |
| Oglindas eu si in ea te oglindesti si tu | |
| Apropiete, tirindute spre sinul natiunii | |
| In somnul calm al nestiutorilor | |
| Se vaita sufletele blestematilor | |
| Ce ca lacrimi rosii se scurg din cupa ratiunii | |
| Sterse pleoapen adormire | |
| Peste voi, razvratire, iara mie | |
| InsomnieEyes | |
| I' ve kept always open, never meaning to see | |
| Your white wings dipping into my crescent agony | |
| I love your bleeding, for it keeps me seeking | |
| And I won' t ever cease, cause it tastes like honey | |
| On my wounded lips | |
| For whom was that smile | |
| You wiped off so unpleased | |
| With your indecent fingertips? | |
| Would you bleed for me again | |
| For I adore its pounding on my seared tongue |