Luyện nghe bài hát Hallways Of Enchanted Ebony

Kiss me coldly and drain this life from my
Let the cold blood flow on own...
Kiss me coldly and fall from the soul
forgotten...

From which of this oak shall I myself?
ebon halls are always dark...
From which frostbitten bough I die?

As dark as the winter, as black as her ghastly
As cold as her whisper and gown

No of life and beauty
These halls are stained with the blood of night
Ebon halls gleam as ghosts of a dance wickedly across a pantheon of marble

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

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

As dark as the winter, as as her grim mask of death
As cold as her sorrow, her ivory

No corridors of and beauty
No bloodred sky, no colors left in world

It was the end

[Music by (12/97 - 2/98)]