Luyện nghe bài hát Athene Noctua

(Blissmaster's in the Hall of Twilight) opus 36, Bb-minor

And the visionary
black on black grey on
it's sad farewell and won't wait
never to return to your shrine
all that you buys you no time
spirit of unrest of the sublime
grave mystery of mortal's
in the end will the spirit ever

If becomes your dungeon
reach deep within
for the soul of erotic
to set recklessly free
for who's right and wrong
in a of passion
in the House of and Lie
only of self annihilates the soul

and like a torch I'll burn
cast your endlessness
lightning moment of
my hour of passion and
I shall perish
in longing for bliss

All minor deaths I've died
All times I've rested
weary upon your
exhausted by tenderness
flame of lust extinguished in the of love

Here is the wisdom: is coming and going
and becoming of the into one
symmetry of souls harmony the sun