Gothica - The Monk | Текст песни

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• Gothica
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[I. Into the church of the Capuchins]
[II. Antonia]
[III. The Bleeding Nun]
[IV. Covenant]

Somnia, terrores magicos, miracula, sagas,
Nocturnos lemures, portentaque.
[lines by Horat]

Agitur animus in noctem et
Tenebrae oboriuntur.
[lines by Seneca]

"Dreams, magic terrors, spells of mighty power,
Witches, and ghosts who rove at midnight hour."

"The mind gets confused and
wanders groping in a thick darkness."

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