Luyện nghe bài hát Nevermore

Demons in my
to write the world
World

of the pen
when the lies
Sighs, but dies

The imp of
The
whisper the drink
The of
the red
Hides the face of his tortured

Free confirmed
just reality
its is by the sea
rhymes of yore
were born in
the said: "Nevermore"

He was in for
the only cause of
fighting for love
the enamoured

Was his
like a
sweet and frail
Like a
in a
He was the lover

in the of knife
Life in the tight
hope to the slope

in the time of
near the shore
to take the door

the pit and
the
over his heart
the cat
the
sees his conscience beyond the