Ветром коснуться б румянца ланит, Уст целовать твоих пьяный фарфор, Море в груди моей буйной шумит, Волны уносят мой дух на Босфор.
Chimed Hour Of Neomenia
Burning candles in the snow-white hands,
The wax 's so black as her forest' owl friends,
Which silently soaring in the midnight,
And howls of wolves in the moonlight,
Will chime the witching hour,
For blood-sprinkled dusky flower...
Chime the hour of Neomenia!
We all was born for diablerie
"He'll look at me -
Adoring mien of his face,
And for me bloom will be
His fragile grace of mortiferous elegance"
Flotant smoke of thuribles,
Chime of ceremonial bells,
Poison o' the moldered entice,
Wild tears burning cheeks like ice
Endow, endow the wreath of roses
By the blood sprinkled once before
Harrow, harrow thine slave which smells
Perfume o' flesh doomed to the death
Arise an' show thy long-awaited aspect
Uprise when skull will sprinkled of my venesect
My heart was demised and masked
Now in the Devil's treasure casket
So there is no any way for me
Only biding thou to me
Chime the hour of Neomenia!
We all was born for diablerie
Endow, endow the wreath of roses
By the blood sprinkled once before
Harrow, harrow thine slave which smells
Perfume o' flesh doomed to the death
Arise an' show thy long-awaited aspect
Uprise when skull will sprinkled of my venesect
An' even if thou 's mine flattery creation
Thine power will break this deception

Burning candles in the snow-white hands,
The wax 's so black as her forest' owl friends,
Which silently soaring in the midnight,
And howls of wolves in the moonlight,
Will chime the witching hour,
For blood-sprinkled dusky flower...
Chime the hour of Neomenia!
We all was born for diablerie
"He'll look at me -
Adoring mien of his face,
And for me bloom will be
His fragile grace of mortiferous elegance"
Flotant smoke of thuribles,
Chime of ceremonial bells,
Poison o' the moldered entice,
Wild tears burning cheeks like ice
Endow, endow the wreath of roses
By the blood sprinkled once before
Harrow, harrow thine slave which smells
Perfume o' flesh doomed to the death
Arise an' show thy long-awaited aspect
Uprise when skull will sprinkled of my venesect
My heart was demised and masked
Now in the Devil's treasure casket
So there is no any way for me
Only biding thou to me
Chime the hour of Neomenia!
We all was born for diablerie
Endow, endow the wreath of roses
By the blood sprinkled once before
Harrow, harrow thine slave which smells
Perfume o' flesh doomed to the death
Arise an' show thy long-awaited aspect
Uprise when skull will sprinkled of my venesect
An' even if thou 's mine flattery creation
Thine power will break this deception
