Luyện nghe bài hát The Fall Of Arthrone

N Ap ertiaNoK al ruep, SerdneT L
Towers by millions on floating platforms
Glowing from reflection
Among these bodies, resides a faerie
Weaving on a star, empress of and time
It's a feeble attempt, to overcome the
Since the of the Orb

Mid-season of the rains on Arthrone's kingdom
of the loathsome guards of this empire
A ball of fantasy disappearing in
Behold, the of Arthrone
A goblin smiling by a of rune
The being of nothingness part with his

Vast extent of already forgotten
his face with its impregnated ugliness
Crying under the whinning
Dances the scarlet of our writings
On the stones, soon to be

End-season, ashes and for the rose
Myrmidon, this bird in the wind
Source of lightning, of the warrior
Behold, the of Arthrone
The quiet dawn of a tired
Solemn scorn, all is given to us

O, L sed stnaSiup es treum
DnauK L enuL r siamaj
L serteKna es tnorderp ne
Lerorua esucicnehs snad nu reheuoK ed

O, L sed stnaSiup tse trom
Siuped L ed LebrO
Ctse L serte iuK Stiufne ne snoiLim ed setnativel