Luyện nghe bài hát Vespers Gold

Zircon's blaze be a lure for the fad crown
In the pale interior of empty Ark
Since the Orcoid orb's wounded me
the greatest passage of a flamming spark

On the North Sea, the King's
Dance the Jester with his

Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the blood
As the of a poetic fact
Of a household used to deceit of vespers gold

On the ornamented throne, the fell
Engulfed by the perfume of the kiss
It's that Bergamot the wind of Arcane
With the imp naked in the nebula

The hidden family in the own
Vanishing with deep sleep

Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the blood
As the likeness of a fact
Of a household used to deceit of vespers gold

"Thus the vessel climbed
On the incontournable way of the
In the chaos of the grotesque
of the noble malicious art
The ship strugglin horror
The ruler with the crystal
To conquer the ice of punishment
The grasp for their proper"

The throne on the galley...Dream the black...
My pleases me well in this legend
Wretched existence on an Atlantis burried by the
My Eden filled of my fantasy
Following the tragic wind that you a fool
My empire befell on my creation, sordid star

alone on this leand see of the Silvertree
The acclamation of Fire to the last leaf
Before the masquerade relive the
The Juggler presanting the of Arthrone's King

Zircon's blaze might be a lure for the fad
In the interior of this empty Ark
A grand ceremony for the prince
Who mourn his sphere of Archeen

On the North Sea, the Hall
Dance the Jester his serpent

Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the royal
As the of a poetic fact
Of a household used to this of vespers gold