Luyện nghe bài hát A Scenery of Loss

The winds of a dying dream, a unveiled
Once again arcane fell - cold, sorrowful and so frail
O, weeping times, all of my life's a lie
An endless torrent of tears' o behold my cry

The of a stained creation becometh my tragedy
Lachrymose is the light - the buried again
O, this scenery of loss always present me
Afar into the I wish I now could soar

Even though he stole my - I stand above his lies
Even though I oceans cried - and sailed them far and
...my shall ever shine

Drifting endlessly deep in streams;
The looms
In my doleful lies the love I've lost...
...for heaven, my

my soul as I enter the dark and cold
Fallen from domains - god's vengeance unfolds
This scenery of loss, a empire of dismay;
A pathway of decay afar and always astray.

Even he stole my pride - I stand above his lies
Even though I oceans cried - and them far and wide...
...my star shall ever

"Homage he has from all - but non me...
I battle it against him, as I battled in highest heaven - all eternity,
And the unfathomable gulfs of hades, and the interminable of space,
And the of endless ages... all, all, will I dispute"