Song Of The Nightingale 歌词

I carry the roses of love With blood on my hands It's raining headstones from above A sign my poor soul understands I fight a war against sad thoughts Till someone comes to dry my tears My mournful world the dream distorts Let me find a haven for my fears Where are you tonight, As I'm dying deep within myself? Still you hesitate, We've got a vision of a war to fight...! Above the roves, the nightingale Sings of decease and love, so pure Look at my heart, it becomes pale This sadness deep inside I cannot endure Seek to reverse malignity Lovelorn wounds are all I find Please sing a hymn of joy for me I need it to release mind Like a dancer in degeneration Exhibitionistic and malign Let me find illumination Melissa, please give me a sign Brother of sleep, Send me your ashen kiss and cover my face with a shroud Full of joy let me creep through the valleys of bliss Pure spirits they are free and proud