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

 As  draw up my breath
 And silver  my eyes
  kiss her still
 For she will never 
 
  my weak body
 Lays  dying hand
 Through  meadows of Heaven
  we ran
 
 Like a thief in  night
 The wind blows  light
 It  with my tears
  won't dry for many years
 
 Loves  arrow
 At her  have fled
 And not Deaths  dart
 To strike her