Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)

Ten Strings of darkness on a sad
I the mountains where the frost begin
The northern storm is me
To the

Silently the night fly
Their scream, my eternal dirge
the full moon, a funeral
In the

I walk with open wounds but the third is now rising
Through the ashes of a dying love, a new soul is
Watch the feathers like in the winter
The angels fell, so splendid to rape

Tall are the shadows that dance me
As they the way to the dawn
An autumn forest that reach
Condemned to

Chasing wind, a spirit fly
Through the trees towards the sky
Hoofs are pounding, in the above
Chariot of sorrow, me die

the violin, so sad and blackened
Like a breeze, the songs of
Chasing the wind, my spirit die
of the queen, the queen of roses

Now they die, pure sorrow
My souls funeral, too to the end
Now they die, purest blood
Forever die, but I must, I die
Through the sky, behind the forest, I die

Follow the wind, go north child
To the of winters
Go to the forest that never end
There find your fate

And to the north I rode, on the coldest of
I watched the mountains where the frost
no angels ever dare to tread
Where death is all

At last I found the of bereavement
Grim and raised to the sky
The velvet of Drynhwyl are mine
And so are death and

Sadness, ohh

See my sacrifice
In the trees you will my voice
calling, ever falling

Darkness in front of our
A darkened circle you've
As you darkness and I have to stay

Ten Strings of darkness on a sad
Flowing tunes on autumn
spread in the northern storm
I can fly