اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Nightly passion as i see her come
My foretold destiny i cannot scape
My deep dark soul shall forever be
Images in my mind nocturnal feelings
Rejoice in her image, fate of mine
For the sweetest of things now turn to stone
Unmoved by temptation, cold and slow
In this freezing pleasure, my dark days has come
Dream lover...
Enlightens my life withering soul
Sinks down to death, opressed by melancholy
The spirits of darkness with perpetual dullness
And the purest of faith now shamefully disgraced
For this beauty is skin deep
thy face sweet of love,
but thy heart is dead...
Dream lover...
