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

 As I draw up  breath
  silver fills my eyes
 I kiss  still
  she will never rise
 
 On my  body
  her dying hand
  those meadows of Heaven
  we ran
 
  a thief in the night
  wind blows so light
 It wars with  tears
 That won't dry  many years
 
 Loves  arrow
 At her should have 
 And not Deaths  dart
 To  her dead