Luyện nghe bài hát To Death Betrothed

Her engulfed with loathsome thoughts,the devil and dismay
The burden of lifes' theatre and the stage on we play
Autumnal sun, no peace upon burning, pale skin
Frustration writhes around her yet the pain, it writhes

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

To betrothed
Her union now a myriad of
As dry in way as burning sands
In midnights' cover he another
The all alluring lover
every grain to filter through her hands

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