Luyện nghe bài hát When Thousand Moon Have Circled

[Music by '92]

The vast wastelands,
Cold opens.
Many has set their course from here,
Few of them returned.

The darkness,
Bleak of emptiness,
And the to this portal,
Lies in own belief....

When moon has circled,
In the shadow of nights,
The wage of life.

the old tree's,
As the covers every flower in bloom,
The mourner hide eyes,
To reap the and harvest.

Withering flowers of the autumn,
Shall never again.
The has ceased,
Now my are true....