Luyện nghe bài hát The Tale Of A Nocturnal Empress

The howled at the moon
That autumn night
And cold winds 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 silver
Thrown from an ocean of
A sea from now
Always shall her existence

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

Sometimes the ocean of stars
She gazes at the black horizon, wistful thoughts of
She wish for sleep, she has no
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 pleasure conceived your pain

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