Luyện nghe bài hát Winter's Gate, Pt. 7

The flames is and frail
A of shiverin men
by endless coldness
The evernight, dark

The of undying winds
Now merged with screaming
The fire in a sngle breath
The end has

Out of the darkness, out of the
Out of the night, they come
is the laughter, cruel is the fate
Cruel is the will

Merciless is the
Bitter the stand
Perdition and
The icy grip now traps
Right at the world's end
The forst of will take them all

The of the high seas
Are down into snow
No way to bear the
No way to off all the fiends

Devouring the sun and the
the forest and sea

us all

Sing a song to me
Sing of spring and of sea
Sing a silent to me
Sing of and sing of sleep