Luyện nghe bài hát The Dark Moor

Tells the legend, there's a place
That could nobody its trace
Land of darkness, land of forlorn
all is mystic all along

(The Traveller)
Where I am? Lost in the
Is it real or a
My stunned mind listens to a
a spirit into crystal ball
But in depth, I see a
Fearful I'll the beam
the shadows I will brawl
So I arrive to the light hall

Dark Moor, Dark
to the Dark Moor
Dark Moor, Moor
Welcome to the

(Spirit of the Art)
Who in the Hall of Olden Dreams?
(The Traveller)
I listen to a in my head
(Spirit of the Art)
Speak! And I just could deem
(The Traveller)
I don't know why I am
(Spirit of the Art)
I read in your
(Choir)
Choose your goodness! your badness!
(Spirit of the Art)
You must the gate!
(Devil of Greed)
It is too
(The Traveller)
Yes! I obey the
the gate in Shadowland
If my it wrote
Only the trust wants it to

Moor, Dark Moor
Welcome to the Moor
City of the dreams, is its gateway?
Moor, Dark Moor
Welcome to the Dark
Among gargoyles always the Art stays
Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the Dark
Sleeping in the there's a light
Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the Moor
Bathing like in the silent night

(Choir)
Care with the evil lies
Because the never dies
Care with the false promise
Which the paradise

(Spirit of the Art)
Don't to it's false word
Moreover don't fight with it's sword
And don't play in its black rich board

(The Traveller)
Who's there in the
(Devil of Greed)
I'm who the ark
(The Traveller)
Why do you me?
(Devil of Greed)
Your I could be
(The Traveller)
I trust in you?
(Devil of Greed)
It would be a good
(The Traveller)
Move away! With your false
(Devil of Greed)
Your are your slope
(The Traveller)
You don't try to my way
(Devil of Greed)
Riches you can not
(The Traveller)
I cannot win
Nor a new world
But now and ever in my heart the Art be my sin

Moor, Dark Moor
Welcome to the Moor
in the darkness there's a light
Dark Moor, Moor
to the Dark Moor
Bathing like moon in the night

(The Traveller)
I can see
In my
The gate's me
real
My

(Devil of Greed)
You free
(The Traveller)
Let me go
(Devil of Greed)
You flee!
(The Traveller)
No!
I am slow

(The Traveller)
I crossed the Gates of Oblivion
In the dark my spirit could fly
I am glad about my
As my could always testify
With the Muses I in the night
the full Moon I felt the Spell

And its poetry gave me its fine old
And I never say farewell
And the music in my
Filled my illusions the Art
And the angels me
Which is the way of the

(Choir)
Like a immortal
You crossed the dark
You be blasphemer, deemer, dreamer
This is the of the Gods
for men will be odd
This is the dream of the demons who it

(The Traveller)
Oh! In the end of
Muses teach me I'm
Who my truth forever
Oh! of the Art
If my soul depart
My will stay with you
(Spirit of the Art)
Poet of the dark
In your a romance
With it I
Musician of the
(The Traveller)
My will be
All the strength of my
I up and my throat screams
Was it or a dream
But tears there in my eyes?