Luyện nghe bài hát Storyteller

He is the
Of the dying soul the power of dreams.
He is the
Of pain and
With the fairy tales he tears.
Taking the with caressing arms
To the land of the dream he
Unlike Death, he lays
Of wishes as if they were
He erases repent, the astral body
The Great Fairy of the great divide
to me while I was in an endless despise...
He was the one
Of the angels serving the humanity
They were the
and Death
And the Fairy Taler he dreams
belittled him
He but defeated all once.
He is the one, he is the knight, he the death
Now all I have,
The hope that he to my hands
The ones that he took down, again...
The Great Fairy Taler of the great
to me while I was in an endless despise...
He saw all I lost, found me in the arms of
Came to me while I wasn't to break my shell
They were taking me, into I ruin myself, I'm losing the all that I have, into where I am gone
He came to me, and gave me the hope to revive, I'm breaking the age of demise, to I was born
Again...