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 were many
My soul has been redeemed, those of others

I missed my love
behind the figure
I bare to face
of a dead profit
And his beast of
Thorns ripping his brow

Skin soft and white, eyes and ice
as I recall
Not longer than nine
Certainly food for the
And fit for a
Her I'll have it now

I will have her, she is
Rise of the sun, my of time
And when shadows fall on unholy
It's time to again

As slips into blackness
I rise to warm embrace
And though my blood cold
I know my love will be
And my mortal shall beat again
Like it did ten years ago

love can only taste this sweet
Not like the so incomplete
The symbolic arrow that my heart
Takes the shape of a stare

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

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