Luyện nghe bài hát A Funeral Request (Ethereal Architect)

White rose go with thee on thy way
Unto the thy shaded tomb low music doth
Lightly, as autumn leaves about solemn pall
Faint rise

O'you, you fell away from me, my
Like all things
into death's cold mysteries

Serpents marked with rings cathedrals
rich shadows fall
Things curious solemn savior
Solemn

O'you, you fell away from me, my
Like all things
Vanish into death's cold

You promised me in autumn days
Now I can't awake from this lucid
I can't awake to with you
I'm so

Claws upon my
And statues of lost souls dominate this
have no pity
Their have turned to stone

Come, travel, lovers
all dimensions of heaven
And lie forever
In the lucid of dreams

In all animate sources and creation of
We travel seas of illusions begin at our dreams

Ethereal architects, masters of all