Luyện nghe bài hát Blood of Faith Stains My Hands

[music: Puolakanaho &
Puolakanaho & Vetel?inen]

I can recall the sweet symphonies of my lost
She filled my dreams the enchanting aura
But the sweet days of delight buried in dust
On the battle fields of the unholy

Sometimes paints all to black...and we can't see all the colours
Sometimes the blood of stains our hands...and fills the grail of

I can feel the warmth of brightest nights
But the shadows still haunt my
Over and again I can see her dying in my arms
Can I ever gather the shivers of my

Sometimes blood all to black...and we can't see all the colours
Sometimes the blood of faith stains our hands...and paints the of

Kill...or be killed...
For your roots...and land...
Live...for the ones...
Blood of faith...stains my

Now my long night is over and the flames the new dawn
I'm on the northern all alone
Once I'm here to face my painful past...
Without my queen of the star

Sometimes blood all to black...and we can't see all the colours
Sometimes the blood of faith stains our hands...and the grail of

Kill...or be killed...
For your roots...and land...
Live...for the ones...
Blood of faith...stains my