ترانه:
Theatre Of Tragedy A Rose For The Dead

for our blunders - Oh, in shame; Earth beareth no balm for mistakes - We hold the Earth fro Hell away." R: "Believe? In a deily long dead? - I would rather be a

acres; two indeed more: blest treat of delight - give praise for the blood it bled, grant a rose for the dead! grant a rose for the dead! enraptur

ترجمه: تئاتر از تراژدی. رز را برای مرده.

acres; two indeed more: blest treat of delight - give praise for the blood it bled, grant a rose for the dead! grant a rose for the dead! enraptur

: [Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy] my eyes hold the eventide, albeit behind the eyes thou hast thro' which I 'hold naught else a flame

[Joy Division Cover] [Words by Ian Curtis, Music by Joy Division] Here are the young men, a weight on their shoulders Here are the young men, well where

[Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy] my eyes hold the eventide, albeit behind the eyes thou hast thro' which I 'hold naught else a flame