Luyện nghe bài hát Manic Aeon

[Stranger:] come
Read my epitaph, am I?
[Estranged haunting me
Be my lover, I

Prophecies of death
the moonshine for a ride
Haunting faces and eyes
bring my mania life

Little stranger come
Lay to what you still writhe
We made a of it somehow
Seems like we've it now

See you dance
all this bitter
See you in ways
our days
In devotion I
And drained veins
I again

See you pass
in day
Hear you my name
yon another
In I've lingered
In world I've belonged
for far too

haunt me down
Stalking faces all
This strange voice at my
cede my like before

Propechies of death
Cede your words they cut like
wind that sweeps within
This manic is bound to be

Little stand me by
If you prevail, so can I
Lay to rest the you stand
through death we'll mend