Luyện nghe bài hát The Dark Moor

Tells the legend, there's a magic
That nobody find its trace
Land of darkness, of forlorn songs
Where all is mystic all

(The Traveller)
Where I am? in the stream
Is it or a dream?
My stunned mind listens to a
a spirit into crystal ball
But in depth, I see a
Fearful I'll 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 Olden
(The Traveller)
I to a voice in my head
(Spirit of the Art)
Speak! And then I just deem
(The Traveller)
I don't why I am here
(Spirit of the Art)
I in your fate
(Choir)
Choose your goodness! Choose badness!
(Spirit of the Art)
You cross the gate!
(Devil of Greed)
It is too
(The Traveller)
Yes! I obey the
Find the gate in
If my it wrote
Only the wants it to denore

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

(Choir)
Care with the nice lies
the greed never dies
Care with the false promise
Which proclaims the

(Spirit of the Art)
Don't listen to it's word
Moreover don't fight with it's bejewelled
And don't 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)
I trust in you?
(Devil of Greed)
It would be a good
(The Traveller)
Move away! With false hopes
(Devil of Greed)
Your are your slope
(The Traveller)
You try to cross my way
(Devil of Greed)
Riches you can not
(The Traveller)
I cannot win
Nor a new world
But now and ever in my heart the Art be my sin

Dark Moor, Dark
to the Dark Moor
Sleeping in the darkness there's a
Dark Moor, Moor
Welcome to the Dark
Bathing moon in the silent night

(The Traveller)
I can see
In my
The gate's me
real
My

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

(The Traveller)
Then I the Gates of Oblivion
In the dark moor my could fly
I am about my decision
As my word could testify
With the Muses I danced in the
Beneath the full Moon I felt the

And its poetry me its fine old bite
And I could say farewell
And the music in my
my illusions with the Art
And the showed me
Which is the way of the

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

(The Traveller)
Oh! In the end of
Muses teach me I'm
Who my truth forever
Oh! of the Art
If my soul must
My mind will stay you
(Spirit of the Art)
Poet of the glance
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 real or a
But why's there in my eyes?