Luyện nghe bài hát Marahaja Palace

Prisoners are through the golden halls of the palace of the souls.
Fairytales that have their gruesome origin by being handed down from
to generation.

Down in the silence
just hear a lonely
Except the sound of
Where the dagger rules the
One million people wrong
Don't be to bare your soul
They the streets of scum
with darkness in their
Afraid, that I don't where,
of memories forever
The why I still care
by the light
On golden you read the words
Reminding you of your
forever in the dungeon's might

Your my laughter,
a golden
I'll you forever
where hell is
Now my keeper,
my pleasure, reaver
A bitter taste of my deep, palace

Of voices singin',
Where diamond are shining,
When eagle-wings are
you to my
In a thousand stories a history
one left, you the true story,
of eastern religious
Under a
and wine so colored red,
Last for your lifetime
two stories,
one dead

Together on way
no pleasure but stay,
but never will
Now you know hell is
now you are my keeper,
my pleasure, reaver
a bitter taste of my deep, palace
of the palace