Luyện nghe bài hát The Tale Of A Nocturnal Empress

The wolves howled at the
That autumn night
And cold winds whispered
The scattered

the first light from
A late, yet crimson
through the morning mist
She was dead and so

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

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

Sometimes under the of stars
She gazes at the horizon, wistful thoughts of death
She for sleep, she has no quest
an eternal lust for blood, always walk alone, eternally

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

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