Luyện nghe bài hát Akhera Goiti - Akhera Beiti (one Black Opalith For Tomorrow)

Between the bloodstained veil,
Thy horned prospect on me.

The he-goat above - The below
Cried beads of mirrored tears
It fills the air ! - It the air !
An atmosphere hath no key.

I'm disguised by the kindle of nite and I can fill your liquid, glass
Grasp your cold-shaded and whisper the sign of the hidded stone
I'm in the circle and I am the shell that granted you the horns of
A fixed, vision and a sullen fabrication cursed the Sun
of which our ways are performed.

of me is all of her
Hath no shower; no sol
of me is all of her
Hath no shower; no sol
of me is all of her
Hath no hath no sol

Fantasies I
of thorns, I thrive
For the great abyss is a virtue contained in itself.

"We shall eagerly one black opalith for tomorrow."