Luyện nghe bài hát Hallways Of Enchanted Ebony

Kiss me coldly and drain this from my lips
Let the cold flow on it's own...
Kiss me coldly and away from the soul
forgotten...

From which of oak shall I hang myself?
These ebon are always dark...
From which frostbitten shall I die?

As dark as the winter, as black as her veil
As cold as her and chilling gown

No corridors of life and
These enchanted halls are with the blood of night
Ebon halls gleam as ghosts of a fire dance wickedly across a of marble

These weary eyes shall open no more, frozen tightly by the embrace of death
A charnel house of memories torn and burning shall embrace me now

this call...
Beyond endless halls and far the vast forest, just across the iron gates
Whispers...

As dark as the winter, as black as her grim mask of
As as her sorrow, her ivory tears

No corridors of life and
No bloodred sky, no colors in this world

It was the end

by Haughm (12/97 - 2/98)]