🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: For My Fallen Angel - My Dying Bride

  I draw up my breath
 And  fills my eyes
  kiss her still
 For she will  rise
 
  my weak body
 Lays her dying 
  those meadows of Heaven
  we ran
 
 Like a thief in the 
 The wind  so light
 It wars with  tears
  won't dry for many years
 
  golden arrow
 At her  have fled
  not Deaths ebon dart
 To  her dead