Luyện nghe bài hát The Tale Of A Nocturnal Empress

The wolves howled at the
That autumn night
And cold winds through
The scattered
When the first from
A late, yet dawn,
through the morning mist...
She was dead... and so reborn.
Caught in a web of silver
from an ocean of stars
A sea that from now,
haunt her existence
She exists only in
She feeds from the of
An innocent
Yet she is
Unbound by the of

Sometimes
The ocean of
She gazes at the black
Wistful of death
She wishes for
She has no
an eternal lust for blood
Always walk - eternally!
She is the eye of the
She is the ear of the
She is mockery
Of the holy
She is the conceived
your pain
The of nocturnals
Thou shalt
And thou serve
And shalt... die
In her embracing kiss of