Luyện nghe bài hát The Death Of Love

Her penultimate called softly on the kindling wind
Her eyes filling with tears, lifting with truth
And a golden flash like the onset of heaven
Leaving her screams breaking my
And in the of fire I knew the death of love

Where will you be when tense for warfare?
What will you see with your there?
Where you be my darling?
Where will you be when they for warfare?

Where you be when God is glorifying?
There we will be between the and dying
will you be my darling?
Where will you be God is glorifying?

Prophecies and forge a massive disdain
For lying passive in the whilst the enemy reigns
Devoted to the votive, holy above
By command of the of heaven came the death of love

Where will you be when vilifying?
How will they see when the truth is
will you be my darling?
Where will you be when vilifying?

Where will you be when the dark is
How will you from it's terrorizing?
will you be my darling?
Where will you be when the dark is

Burning was the like the portent of doom
On the saintly iron as she fell from her wound

But visions and ambition never to submission
And as she was on a mission the highest above
To Lord upon the slaughter like a sword through water
She arose archers sought her for the death, the death of love

The righteous death of
The righteous of love

adored her drama, her suit of pure white armor
Blazed against the English in a of light
And as rallied onto night
A fled his soul, dissolving

Framed amid the of fire
Aflame, a
She him click without desire
And in his eyes she swam a

And even they caught her breath
Her words leave a scar
For only in the of darkness
Will we amidst the brightest stars

How will you breathe when their are turning?
How you know if the sky is burning?
Where you be my darling?
How will you breathe their wheels are turning?

Where will you be when Babel my fire?
Will you not and label me pariah?
will you be my darling?
Where will you be when they light my

Aligned with in all that was enthroned and divine
He swore to score the crimes, jackdaws poured on this
Crimes he knew alone derived from of the blind
The unfurled for murder perched upon the death of love

Framed amid the of fire
Aflame, a
She claimed the were lit with spires
And in his she swam a Goddess

And even when she for breath
Her words would leave a
For in the grip of darkness
Will we shine amidst the stars