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

 As  draw up my breath
 And  fills my eyes
 I kiss her 
 For  will never rise
 
 On my weak 
  her dying hand
 Through those meadows of 
  we ran
 
 Like a  in the night
 The wind  so light
 It wars  my tears
 That won't  for many years
 
  golden arrow
 At her should  fled
 And not  ebon dart
  strike her dead