Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)

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

Silently the night fly
Their last scream, my dirge
Under the moon, a funeral
In the

Still I walk open wounds but the third is now rising
Through the ashes of a love, a new soul is born
Watch the like snow in the winter
The that fell, so splendid to rape

Tall are the that dance before me
As show the way to the dawn
An forest that never reach
Condemned to

wind, like a spirit fly
Through the autumn trees the sky
are pounding, in the clouds above
Chariot of sorrow, me die

Hear the violin, so sad and
a breeze, the songs of Drynhwyl
Chasing the wind, my spirit die
Dreaming of the queen, the queen of

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

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

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

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

Sadness, ohh

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

Darkness in of our eyes
A darkened circle made
As you leave darkness and I to stay

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