Luyện nghe bài hát Tristesse (Of Cardinals And Skeletons)

Blood red skies like a messenger of
Skeletons on parade in villages on
Divine suffering from the plague
Apocalypse my friend put these into dust

Dust on lits
Tales never
living in cages of glass
Writing poetry in the fields of
But hear the of a distant battle

Cardinals in and Gods who failed everywhere
Nero's fiddle distuned, into flames

With wings spread I wish to fly
an eagle embracing the sky
Dying a final flight
Oh deliver me from

savages drunk with bloodlust
Knights in armour now vanished

Jesters the crown
Noblesse away
fading

Blood red like a messenger of doom
Skeletons on parade in on fire
maidens suffering from the plague
Apocalypse my friend put these cities dust

Dust on coffin
Tales told
Citizens in cages of glass

poetry in the fields of Bretagne
But the cries of a distant battle

in decay
Gods who everywhere
who failed...
TRISTESSE!