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

 As I draw up  breath
 And silver  my eyes
 I kiss her 
 For she  never rise
 
  my weak body
 Lays her dying 
 Through those meadows  Heaven
 Where  ran
 
 Like a  in the night
 The wind blows  light
 It  with my tears
 That won't dry for many 
 
  golden arrow
 At her  have fled
 And not Deaths ebon 
 To strike  dead