Luyện nghe bài hát The Death Of Love

Her penultimate sighs softly on the kindling wind
Her saintly eyes with tears, lifting with truth
And then a golden like the onset of heaven
her screams breaking my heart
And in the grip of fire I the death of love

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

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

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

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

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

Burning was the sunset the portent of doom
On the iron maiden as she fell from her wound

But visions and never listened 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 death of

Gilles adored her drama, her of pure white armor
against the English in a torrent of light
And as they onto night
A cancer his soul, dissolving

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

And even when they her breath
Her words would leave a
For in the grip of darkness
we shine amidst the brightest stars

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

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

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

Framed the thick of fire
Aflame, a
She claimed the skies were lit with
And in his eyes she swam a

And even when she fought for
Her would leave a scar
For only in the of darkness
Will we shine amidst the brightest