Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of The Dead

Where forest went through the wood
And silent all the there stood
Of trees, moveless, hanging dark
With mottled shadows on their

As faint as sleeper's breath
An echo came as as death
Long are the paths, of made
Where no foot's is ever laid

No moon is there, no voice, no
Of heart; a sigh profound

Once in each age as each age
is heard. Far, far it lies

The Land of Waiting where the sit,
In their thought's shadow, by no lit

the plain, there rushed forth and high
Shadows at dead end of and mirrored in the sky

Far far beyond might of day
And there lay the of the dead of mortal cold decay