Luyện nghe bài hát Hallways Of Enchanted Ebony

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

From which of oak shall I hang myself?
These ebon halls are dark...
From which frostbitten bough shall I

As dark as the winter, as as her ghastly veil
As cold as her whisper and chilling

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

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

Hear call...
Beyond endless halls and far across the vast forest, just across the iron
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 left in this world

It was the end

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