Luyện nghe bài hát Marahaja Palace

Prisoners are through the golden halls of the palace of the souls.
Fairytales that have lost their gruesome origin by being down from
to generation.

Down in the silence
hear a lonely laughter
Except the of violence
Where the dagger the king
One hundred million wrong
Don't be afraid to your soul
clean the streets of scum
with in their eyes
Afraid, that I don't where,
of gone forever
The reason why I care
blinded by the
On gates you read the words
Reminding you of memories
forever lost in the dungeon's

Your my laughter,
a golden
take you forever
down where is
Now my keeper,
my pleasure, reaver
A bitter taste of my deep, palace

Of female singin',
Where diamond are shining,
When eagle-wings are
you to my
In a thousand a golden history
one left, you the true story,
of eastern slaves
a half-moon
blood and so colored red,
Last for your lifetime
two stories,
one dead

Together on way
no pleasure but stay,
but never decay
Now you where hell is
now you are my keeper,
my pleasure, soul
a bitter taste of my deep, dark
of the palace