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

 As I  up my breath
  silver fills my eyes
  kiss her still
 For she will never 
 
 On my weak 
 Lays her dying 
 Through those  of Heaven
  we ran
 
 Like a thief in the 
  wind blows so light
 It  with my tears
 That won't  for many years
 
 Loves golden 
 At her  have fled
 And not Deaths ebon 
 To strike her