Luyện nghe bài hát A Funeral Request (Ethereal Architect)

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

O'you, you fell from me, my love
Like all earthly
into death's cold mysteries

Serpents marked with azure cathedrals
Where shadows fall
Things strange curious solemn
Solemn

O'you, you fell from me, my love
all earthly things
Vanish into death's cold

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

upon my flesh
And statues of lost souls dominate this
Angels no pity
wings have turned to stone

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

In all sources and creation of belief
We travel seas of illusions that begin at our

Ethereal architects, masters of all