Luyện nghe bài hát Storyteller

He is the
Of the dying soul with the 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 delusions
Of wishes as if were real
He repent, cleanses the astral body
The Great Fairy of the great divide
Came to me I was in an endless despise...
He was the one
Of the four angels serving the
They were the
and Death
And the Fairy he gives dreams
They him
He struggled but all once.
He is the one, he is the knight, he owns the
Now all I have,
The hope that he to my hands
The ones that he took down, again...
The Great Fairy Taler of the divide
Came to me I was in an endless despise...
He saw all I lost, found me in the arms of
Came to me while I able to break my shell
They were taking me, where I ruin myself, I'm losing the all that I have, into where I am gone
He came to me, and gave me the hope to revive, I'm the age of demise, to where I was born
Again...