Luyện nghe bài hát Above The Edge Of Doom

Don't drink the wine, it be blood
torrent could be thine
Turbid cannot glearn
amity to truth departs

The moonlit sky is lightning up in lands
drearn my thoughts

I want to my frown
war starves out my faith
it naughts my
Weed on it's guilt, it crumbles off
Ere you born was beauty summer's dead

Find the first of love there bred
falling...
No bitterness I have bitter thing
calling

Whatever midnight hath here
The flames of love I cannot
So glid my with thine eyes
Winter's falling deep

Make glad as thou fleets
crystal brooks where silence heats
Winning, I saw myself to lose
Ruined love is built

On thorns stand
Two mourning thy face
Bashful dreams, my is fled
where sweet birds sand

Solicit your evil
through the morning fog
Through the grove where trees conseil the
the leaves, through fallen snow

My tears on your
but water not pain
my soul which in thy breast doth lie
(It's useless it may forbear,
the weeping to chase)

Find the first conceit of there bred
falling...
No bitterness that I have throught
calling...