Hatred is cruel
shameful, yet sweet
hatred blindes the sacred
and steals from a righteous man
hatred is cruel
hatred kills all...
*Direct word translation*
hatred is hard
shameful but tender
hatred blindes the sacred
and steals from righteous
hatred is hard
hatred kills people...
Hast vont Latteront
shieruci eik sucorunii
hast gardnel ehh'portall
sach vamont cur nitii
hast vont Latteront
hast talu'maa porei...
(written in my native language...)
Ah, my Prince of the Nite,
Come to me, rid away my plight,
I wish for thee, I cry for thee,
Rise and show your face to me.
Ah, my Lord of the Strong,
Come to me, it shall not be long,
I hope you care, I hope you're there,
You rise to take away my fear.
Ah, my Dearest of All,
Come to me, for now I fall,
Now the fire does claim, My life it has slain,
In my eyes you see the pain.
Ah, my Prince of the Nite,
Above you I take my wingless flight,
I try to break free, I reach for thee,
But my Dearest, you leave and forget about me...
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