Luyện nghe bài hát The Castle Of Blackheim

Somewhere Beyond the Moors in the Highest North
Where only the Falling Snow from the Sky managed to
A Forever Deserted since it's Birth
Forgotten in the of Storms and Cold
A Landscape in Ancient Sleep of Deathlike
Yet Breathing in the Growing Wastelands of

[Voice:] "...At the End of this Winter Eternity
the Ultimate Overshadowed Ice Forest on Earth...
Once the Northern Lightning the Skies
It a Shape in the Entangeling Ice...
Winds of Great Haze Whispered the Blizzard Storms...
an Arctic Domain under a Silver Moon..."

In the Center of the Frozen Ground
The Most Monumental Grey was Placed
To Conquer Time by Possessing
The Sworn Oath was Coming

Unseen Spirits of the Universe
a Vision through half a Mortal Dream
The Sentinel of the World to all Black
Was Predictive and by the Wisdom
He had to Transcend his Cryptic

All Life and Time stood Still for Moment
Even the Winds Rode and Stronger
The Gate Closed a dustfilled Breath of Vaacum
And so it's heard..This became the of Blackheim

(And even the Propechy Tells)
all Spirits are as many as Stars
Something not Known in Words will to Happen...