Luyện nghe bài hát Dante's Inferno

in me
Her being, her will to
to breathe
And feel that of sin

One pure
True devoured by hate
Her pain
Dark trace of pulsing

in the mist of a sad winter night
A lonely in a fragment of light
Icy vibration, a whisper, a cold
Mortal darkened sorrow

Divina
Or
I'll cross the on earth
To have your soul
averno
Dante's
I need grace to be my pain
In

Freeze, wind
My nights, my empty
from lies
I'm her

in me
Her being, her will to
Damned to
And feel source of sin

One melancholic reflection of
A walking dead your heart in his hands
Come and reveal all the might of your
Through gothic vivid splendor

amata
Or
I'll cross the hell on
To have your back
Irato
inferno
I need your to be my pain
In