Luyện nghe bài hát A Scenery of Loss

The of a dying dream, a tempest unveiled
Once again arcane rain - cold, sorrowful and so frail
O, weeping times, all of my life's a lie
An endless torrent of anguished o behold my cry

The affliction of a creation becometh my tragedy
Lachrymose is the light - touching the again
O, this of loss always present within me
Afar the obscure I wish I now could soar

Even he stole my pride - I stand above his lies
Even though I oceans cried - and them far and wide
...my shall ever shine

endlessly deep in darkened streams;
The looms
In my ocean lies the love I've lost...
...for heaven, my

Devour my soul as I the dark and cold
from heaven's domains - god's vengeance unfolds
This scenery of loss, a ruined of dismay;
A of decay leading afar and always astray.

though he stole my pride - I stand above his lies
Even though I cried - and sailed them far and wide...
...my shall ever shine

"Homage he has from all - but non me...
I it against him, as I battled in highest heaven - through all eternity,
And the unfathomable gulfs of hades, and the interminable of space,
And the infinity of endless ages... all, all, I dispute"