🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Land Of The Dead - Summoning

 Where forest stream went through the 
 and silent  the stens there stood
 of tall  moveless, hanging dark
 with  shadows on their bark
 
  faint as deepest sleeper's breath
 an  came as cold as death
 Long are the  of shadow made
  no foot's print is ever laid
 
 No  is there, no voice, no sound
  beating heart; a sigh profound
 
 once in each  as each age dies
 alone is  Far, far it lies
 the Land of Waiting where the Dead 
 in their thought's  by no moon lit.
 
 Upon the  there rushed forth and high
 Shadows at  dead of night and mirrored in the skies
 
 Far far away beyond might  day
 And there lay the land of dead of mortal  decay