Luyện nghe bài hát Akhera Goiti - Akhera Beiti (one Black Opalith For Tomorrow)

Between the sunset's veil,
Thy horned prospect on me.

The above - The she-goat below
through beads of mirrored tears
It the air ! - It fills the air !
An atmosphere that no key.

I'm disguised by the kindle of and I can fill your liquid, glass heart
Grasp your cold-shaded breath and whisper the of the hidded stone
I'm in the circle and I am the shell that granted you the horns of
A fixed, startless vision and a fabrication cursed the Sun
of which our lustful are performed.

of me is all of her
Hath no shower; no sol
of me is all of her
Hath no shower; no sol
of me is all of her
Hath no shower; no sol

Fantasies I
of thorns, I thrive
For below the great abyss is a virtue in itself.

"We shall eagerly expect one opalith for tomorrow."