Luyện nghe bài hát Church Of Tiamat

no candycoloured
no blackholed eyes
no more dreams of
through embers dark descends

no more comatose
no feeble toungetalking
not crucified you'd get that far
nor the shining mourningstar

no lies opiate your senses
no spying with shaded lenses
nor that burn a brighter tint
just lucid in pristine mint

no more in the snow
no hunting high and low
no more water in our
to out gold from grains

no fight to win or
no path to choose
no comind at all
a simple rise and fall