Luyện nghe bài hát The Tale Of A Nocturnal Empress

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

When the first from
A late, yet dawn
Shined through the mist
She was dead and so

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

She only in darkness
She from the vein of
An innocent yet she is strong
Unbound by the chains of

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

She is the eye of the
She is the ear of the
She is itself of the holy trinity
She is the pleasure conceived from pain

The empress of
Thou fear and thou shalt serve
And shalt die
In her embracing of death