Luyện nghe bài hát The Dark Moor

Tells the legend, there's a place
That could nobody its trace
Land of darkness, land of forlorn
all is mystic all along

(The Traveller)
Where I am? in the stream
Is it real or a
My mind listens to a call
Like a into crystal ball
But in depth, I see a
Fearful follow the beam
With the I will brawl
So I arrive to the light hall

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

(Spirit of the Art)
Who in the Hall of Olden 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 why I am here
(Spirit of the Art)
I read in your
(Choir)
Choose your goodness! your badness!
(Spirit of the Art)
You cross the gate!
(Devil of Greed)
It is too
(The Traveller)
Yes! I the command
Find the in Shadowland
If my destiny it
Only the trust it to denore

Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the Moor
City of the dreams, where is its
Dark Moor, Moor
to the Dark Moor
Among gargoyles always the Art stays
Moor, Dark Moor
Welcome to the Moor
Sleeping in the darkness a light
Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the Moor
Bathing moon in the silent night

(Choir)
Care with the nice lies
Because the greed never
Care with the false promise
Which the paradise

(Spirit of the Art)
Don't listen to it's false
don't fight with it's bejewelled sword
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)
Why'll I trust in
(Devil of Greed)
It be a good view
(The Traveller)
Move away! With false hopes
(Devil of Greed)
Your illusions are slope
(The Traveller)
You try to cross my way
(Devil of Greed)
you can not slay
(The Traveller)
Perhaps I win
Nor a new begin
But now and ever in my the Art will be my sin

Moor, Dark Moor
Welcome to the Dark
Sleeping in the there's a light
Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the Dark
Bathing like moon in the night

(The Traveller)
I can see
In my
The gate's me
Mystery's
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 crossed the of Oblivion
In the dark moor my could fly
I am glad my decision
As my word could testify
the Muses I danced in the night
Beneath the full I felt the Spell

And its poetry me its fine old bite
And I never say farewell
And the in my heart
Filled my illusions the Art
And the showed me
Which is the way of the

(Choir)
a dream immortal
You crossed the dark
You be blasphemer, deemer, dreamer
This is the of the Gods
Which for men be odd
is the dream of the demons who envy it

(The Traveller)
Oh! In the end of
teach me that I'm
Who choose my truth
Oh! of the Art
If my soul must
My mind will stay you
(Spirit of the Art)
of the dark glance
In eyes a romance
it I dance
Musician of the
(The Traveller)
My inspiration be
All the strength of my
I wake up and my screams
Was it or a dream
But why's there in my eyes?