Luyện nghe bài hát The Tale Of A Nocturnal Empress

The wolves howled at the
chilly autumn night
And winds whispered through
The scattered

When the light from
A late, yet crimson
Shined through the mist
She was and so reborn

Caught in a web of beams
Thrown an ocean of stars
A sea from now
Always haunt her existence

She only in darkness
She feeds the vein of
An innocent yet she is strong
by the chains of mortality

Sometimes under the ocean of
She at the black horizon, wistful thoughts of death
She wish for sleep, she has no
Just an eternal lust for blood, walk alone, eternally

She is the eye of the
She is the ear of the
She is mockery itself of the trinity
She is the conceived from your pain

The of nocturnals
Thou shalt fear and thou serve
And thou die
In her kiss of death