Luyện nghe bài hát Above The Edge Of Doom

Don't the wine, it could be blood
torrent could be thine
Turbid water glearn
Your amity to departs

The sky is lightning up in lands where
drearn my thoughts

I want to deny my
This war starves out my
it my peace
Weed stamps on it's guilt, it off
Ere you were was beauty summer's dead

Find the first conseit of there bred
falling...
No bitterness that I have bitter
calling

Whatever hath been here
The flames of I cannot view
So glid my path thine eyes
Winter's falling deep

glad seasons as thou fleets
through crystal brooks where silence
Winning, I saw myself to lose
Ruined is built anew

On thorns stand
Two eyes thy face
dreams, my soul is fled
where sweet birds sand

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

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

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