Luyện nghe bài hát The Ivory Gate Of Dreams

I. (instrumental)
II. Cold
The coldness of
Hangs in the air as
Brazen bells reality
To announce the dawn
Removed nights fleeting trance
headlong into cold days
Where in a circle we
The barren of our pasts
III. Dreamers
dreamers awaken on
Deserts of
Lonely learn to live on
islands of
by violent oceans
of hate and hopeless
dreamers envision
tranquil seas in save
through the darkened day
Along torn strands
Desperately grasping the
of hope that flit through our
As they we tighten our hold
While the waves the final few
taken without
drift out of view
Washed away with the of time
through our fingers as dreams do
IV.
From sleeping
Daily were
In waking
are forlorn
Is all we do and all we
doomed to in a hopeless stream?
Wishing life were made of visions
in sleep
And if that were filled with sorrow
we'd sleep
In the of a silent eternity
We'd find in
False that protect us
reality
Enter ivory gates through midnite
Daylight dreamers in parades
Perform perpetual dawn
As engulfs the gate of horn.
Ivory towers appear beyond the
Invisible of escape
Traversed by ramparts made of and fears
Impervious to
V. Tower
sullen doors
Untouched
from summer storms
and winds
Relentless
Can weaken
falter when
reality
by all without
Lost in the web youth may weave
Tangled seem a stronghold
But can deceive
A cold daze the air
by aging winds
The give way to the rush
and let in
VI. Whispers on the
morning on a windswept plain
Embers of a fortress all remain
The seeds of life that within
flown like whispers on the wind
From the world
I look towards darkening
Through the haze of summer storms
The sun leaves tired
VII.Acquiescence
by innocence
Deceived by
promises
Pale into empty
Ivory towers bow
In to daylight
As awaken
In sleepers shade
Ocean waves shift
memories
Final traces of
are swallowed in the
sends a certain calm
A vague sense of
Released from all our
Silently we'll
Hope leads to desperation
When reality the dream
the mind a grave of memories
That wander like the breeze
Whose whispers echo through rust
of towers torn and dreams turned to
VIII. (instrumental)
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