Luyện nghe bài hát Fiery Mysticism

Her is misty as smoke
Mists and the of dark
Desirable fullmoon is
In air her as spark

Fire's is tickle her body

He was waiting all who and now
Path to
He was waiting all who and now
on the cold couch

Sweetness of
Excitements of
fell!
...cold like by

and forever

Pitiful was to himself
When gates to the air he
Ugly creation, insanity

You are all and now
Let stretch out hands
Your master don't blind by light
By light the heavnes of lies

Your life and burnt
The of the end
Our is still risen
Rising and

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