Luyện nghe bài hát The Tale Of A Nocturnal Empress

The howled at the moon
That chilly autumn
And cold winds through
The leaves

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

Caught in a web of silver
from an ocean of stars
A sea from now
Always shall haunt her

She exists in darkness
She feeds from the of
An child yet she is strong
Unbound by the of mortality

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

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

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