Luyện nghe bài hát Advent

It was all
A parlor strode and the sets forever
I stray in the cold
And you gird me when I dare to

meadow, endless arms of sorrow
Lips try to because
to adapt to the wilderness
Where even foes close their and leave

We are the glade
Every now and then I wipe the dust
To

How I drape my face with my hands
The same brought me here

But you were beyond all
The folded message that my name

Shadows, shadows skulk at my
We the slope

We the slope
In for the words, write the missing page
The tainted, the tainted, dogma,

grows short
As the plays his tune
We are there

You are beyond all
Dancing the void
We are almost