Luyện nghe bài hát Diary

Mine is pure
It is as is
Damn the which comes from
You as a moth to I burn

In the of morning I rest my weary eyes
For the benefits of the nights bounty many
My soul has been redeemed, with of others

I my love tonight
Hiding behind the
I cannot bare to
That of a profit
And his of burden
Thorns ripping his brow

Skin soft and white, fire and ice
as I recall
Not longer nine score
Certainly for the Gods
And fit for a
Her throat have it now

I will her, she is mine
of the sun, my test of time
And when fall on unholy ground
time to sleep again

As consciousness slips blackness
I rise to nights embrace
And my blood runs cold
I my love will be alone
And my mortal heart beat again
it did ten thousand years ago

Forbidden love can only taste sweet
Not like the so incomplete
The symbolic arrow pierces my heart
Takes the shape of a wooden

Now I am the one
For her heart I'd give my own
And die for mankind's
But that is not the nature of this beast, I am

I will have her, she is
Rise of the sun, my of time
When shadows fall on unholy
I make her mine