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

 As I draw up my 
  silver fills my eyes
  kiss her still
 For she will never 
 
 On my  body
 Lays her dying 
 Through those  of Heaven
 Where  ran
 
 Like a thief in  night
 The wind blows  light
  wars with my tears
 That won't dry  many years
 
 Loves  arrow
 At her  have fled
  not Deaths ebon dart
 To strike her