Luyện nghe bài hát Storyteller

He is the
Of the dying soul the power of dreams.
He is the
Of pain and
the fairy tales he eases tears.
Taking the with caressing arms
To the land of the he created
Unlike Death, he lays
Of as if they were real
He erases repent, cleanses the body
The Great Fairy of the great divide
Came to me while I was in an despise...
He was the one
Of the four angels serving the
They the Fate
Life and
And the Taler he gives dreams
belittled him
He but defeated all once.
He is the one, he is the knight, he owns the
Now all I have,
The that he brought to my hands
The ones he took down, rises again...
The Great Fairy Taler of the great
to me while I was in an endless despise...
He saw all I lost, me in the arms of hell
Came to me while I able to break my shell
were taking me, into where I ruin myself, I'm losing the all that I have, into where I am gone
He came to me, and me the hope to revive, I'm breaking the age of demise, to where I was born
Again...