Luyện nghe bài hát Marahaja Palace

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

Down in the silence
just hear a laughter
the sound of violence
Where the dagger rules the
One hundred million people
Don't be to bare your soul
clean the streets of scum
with in their eyes
Afraid, that I know where,
of gone forever
The reason why I still
blinded by the
On gates you read the words
you of your memories
forever in the dungeon's might

Your my laughter,
a golden
I'll you forever
down hell is
Now my keeper,
my pleasure, reaver
A bitter taste of my deep, palace

Of female singin',
diamond glasses are shining,
When are bringing
you to my
In a thousand stories a golden
one left, you the true story,
of eastern slaves
Under a
blood and wine so red,
drink 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, reaver
a bitter taste of my deep, palace
ruler of the