Luyện nghe bài hát To Death Betrothed

Her mind engulfed loathsome thoughts,the devil and dismay
The of lifes' theatre and the stage on which we play
Autumnal sun, no upon that burning, pale skin
Frustration writhes her yet the pain, it writhes within

Amidst the roaming clouds her feelings slowly burn
In knowing that he placed above all shan't return
For will pass and never shall he come again to grace
The wondrous glow he once professed to see upon her

To betrothed
Her now a myriad of lies
As dry in every way as sands
In cover he covets another
The all vesper lover
Left every grain to filter through her

Alone again to reminisce of her eyes were privy
To the grandeur that is of every day
Resplendent still, she walks in ghostly mists of those
To encroaching dusk and self decay
To fade as into the night, forever incomplete
to watch the spectrum turning gray