Luyện nghe bài hát The Tale Of A Nocturnal Empress

The wolves howled at the
That chilly night
And cold whispered through
The scattered

When the first light
A late, yet dawn
Shined the morning mist
She was dead and so

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

She exists in darkness
She feeds from the of
An innocent child yet she is
by the chains of mortality

Sometimes under the ocean of
She gazes at the horizon, wistful thoughts 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 mockery itself of the holy
She is the pleasure conceived your pain

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