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O mortis secretum, ubi finis nervorum?O funeris algor, ubi sonus somniorum?
The insane wine of the night misled my soul
At the confluence of dream and of pain...
We dance under the closed eyes of paradise,
And our eyes tear the insane spaceof the light.
Saltemus sub oculis coniventibus paradisi!
The voilence of the winter moonspreads a mantle
Of cold icy pain over my petrified landscape.
Seized by the freezing frostsof the diabolic winter,
Our hearts breathe the winds of sadness.
Saliamus, saliamus aeterno,
Saltemus, saltatum mortis!
Saliamus, saliamus!
But what is in my heart can only be readby the winds
That gathered my words of pain.
The veil of the nigth falls at your feet
Revealing the views of the fiery sky.
Kyrie eleison.
The gentle sapphirian night wrapped mein its maternal warmth
And her hair, studded with stars,had a scent of sensuality
As I lay embraced in her sweet caress.
How tender is the nigthin her amorous delights.
Where are the flowers I gave you, my love?
The amaranth, the rose and the lily.
Buried within the glacial vaultof my thoughts,
Take from me this fading breath,
Enfold me in your veil of darkness
To celebrate the reign of black eternal night.
And in the snows, glitteringin the cold fragile moonlight,
Appeared the incandescent flowers...
The blood of angels,
Said one of our round."
Our blood".
We dance......and the blowing of the winds isour only music,
We dance.
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