Luyện nghe bài hát Remains

Sweeping winds of passion
Find the four who wander
Within halls their laughter
Is heard unknown from shaded
Eyes are with black of midnight
Lips all in scarlet bliss
Tattered velvet, and chains
dead have known such grace as this?

Here let us lay for age has sung its last day
Under the full watch
(Black is the coffin in which our lie)
Silver of the time of our glory
Stand our temple fell
(Black are the mirrors to which our fly)

Pale hands flicker beneath the white
In with the living darkness
follow void of meaning
To stand in as if thoughtless
Boots are laced through eyelets
Cobwebs line the greying
The dance on but pales without you
As winter turns to see the

Here let us lay for this age as sung its last
Under the full watch
(Black are the coffins in which our lie)
Silver remains of the time of our
Stand where our temple
(Black are the mirrors to our fears fly)

Through warmest nights of starlit
My eyes must another life
Where once we hoped to be
The onl ones who
We now face the coldest truth
That little matters now
For what we felt breathes
Inside the by the sea