Luyện nghe bài hát The Dark Moor

Tells the legend, a magic place
That could nobody its trace
Land of darkness, of forlorn songs
Where all is all along

(The Traveller)
Where I am? Lost in the
Is it or a dream?
My stunned mind listens to a
Like a into crystal ball
But in depth, I see a
I'll follow the beam
With the shadows I will
So I will to the light hall

Moor, Dark Moor
Welcome to the Moor
Dark Moor, Moor
Welcome to the

(Spirit of the Art)
Who comes in the Hall of Dreams?
(The Traveller)
I to a voice in my head
(Spirit of the Art)
Speak! And then I just could
(The Traveller)
I don't know why I am
(Spirit of the Art)
I in your fate
(Choir)
Choose goodness! Choose your badness!
(Spirit of the Art)
You cross the gate!
(Devil of Greed)
It is too
(The Traveller)
Yes! I the command
the gate in Shadowland
If my destiny it
Only the trust it to denore

Moor, Dark Moor
Welcome to the Dark
of the dreams, where is its gateway?
Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the Moor
Among gothic gargoyles the Art stays
Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the Moor
Sleeping in the darkness there's a
Dark Moor, Moor
Welcome to the Dark
like moon in the silent night

(Choir)
Care with the evil lies
Because the never dies
Care with the sweet false
proclaims the paradise

(Spirit of the Art)
Don't to it's false word
Moreover don't fight with bejewelled sword
And ever play in its black rich board

(The Traveller)
Who's in the dark?
(Devil of Greed)
I'm who the ark
(The Traveller)
Why do you me?
(Devil of Greed)
Your friend I be
(The Traveller)
Why'll I in you?
(Devil of Greed)
It would be a view
(The Traveller)
Move away! your false hopes
(Devil of Greed)
Your illusions are your
(The Traveller)
You don't try to my way
(Devil of Greed)
Riches you can not
(The Traveller)
Perhaps I win
Nor a new begin
But now and ever in my heart the Art be my sin

Dark Moor, Moor
to the Dark Moor
Sleeping in the darkness a light
Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the Dark
like moon in the silent night

(The Traveller)
I can see
In my
The before me
real
My

(Devil of Greed)
You free
(The Traveller)
Let me go
(Devil of Greed)
You flee!
(The Traveller)
No!
I am falling

(The Traveller)
Then I crossed the of Oblivion
In the dark moor my could fly
I am glad my decision
As my word could always
With the Muses I danced in the
Beneath the Moon I felt the Spell

And its gave me its fine old bite
And I could say farewell
And the music in my
Filled my with the Art
And the angels me
Which is the way of the

(Choir)
Like a immortal
You crossed the Portal
You will be blasphemer, deemer,
This is the gift of the
for men will be odd
This is the dream of the demons who it

(The Traveller)
Oh! In the end of
Muses teach me I'm
Who choose my truth
Oh! of the Art
If my must depart
My mind will with you
(Spirit of the Art)
Poet of the dark
In eyes a romance
With it I
of the dreams
(The Traveller)
My will be
All the strength of my
I wake up and my throat
Was it or a dream
But why's tears in my eyes?