🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Mourning Star - Kamelot

 Under  you restore your beliefs,
  an old man in church on a Sunday,
 All the dirt on  elbows and knees,
 Any minute you  you could die.
 
 So come save us, turn  to wine,
 Give me words,  unfathomable wisdom,
 As I'm crossing the enemy's 
 Where  wounded and dead show the way.
 
 (Show  the way)
 
 Tell me when the night is 
  washed away,
 Make a wish beneath the  star.
 
 How could there be a reason  war?
 For the life of a  that suffers
  remember, I heard it before,
 Tell me all when the new  begins.
 
 (The  day begins)
 
 Tell me when the  is gone,
 Like washed 
 Make  wish beneath the mourning star.
 When the victory is 
  old cliché,
 Underneath the same old mourning 
 
 (Why,  please tell me why)
 (My pain, you've heard  this pain)
 (Tell me 
 
 Tell me when the night is 
 Like washed 
 Make a wish beneath the  star.
 When the  is won,
 The  cliché,
 Underneath the  old mourning star.