Luyện nghe bài hát Behold! The Night Mare

I faced the in your deep
Withstood the quiet siege
Pulled down the just to
you, appease you
The blows, and I know

I can't go on digging roses from grave
To on beyond the beyond
Where the willows weep and the whirlpools
You'll find me the coarse tide sky

And the night mare on
And the night rides on
With a December black
And the mare rides on

Where I fear is here
The blows, and I know

All you to do is run away
And steal from me
Become a mystery to into
You're so in all you do
But still I believe, I in you

So may you come with own knives
You'll never take me
With all the force of what is
Is nothing I can do?

I can't go on digging roses from grave
To on beyond the beyond
Where the willows weep and the sleep
You'll me

And the mare rides on
And the mare rides on
With a December psalm
And the night mare on

faced the fathoms in your deep
Withstood the suitors' siege
Pulled the heavens just to please you
To hold the I can't keep