Luyện nghe bài hát An Enemy Led The Tempest

As pride precedes a downfall, so he took his place the firewall
Of dissonant choirs whose in one
Was in this wraith whose fate was hung
forgiveness and the damage done

An electric scent over drear
Lent a violent surge to their
Through white as his winged parade
Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull

Within vast skies in starkness
His might
And blew light hues to
And worse, a third of to darkness

Then thunder seethed and wreathed in thickening
A was drawn midst wrong and right and across the throats of thieves
As love fell choked, the tempest broke from Heaven's farthest
Descending to eclipse all hope, might stay holy war

He would not nor fake a bow
curses to the wind
Enraged, he raved in a Balrog
Upon a storm of sin

anew, rebellions tore
Like beasts of prey
temple doors
Through east before the midnight

And where once bliss so serene
In sweeter
Now ran openly
Like eyes that from kindred ashes

suddenly there shone a hideous light
And a voice like three soared up in thistled speech
Thou hast bred hate there dwelt none and for this grave mistake
How art falling morning sun

The will be abased

He would not
Nor a bow
Murmur curses to the
And lo the wrath of God swept

Thou art no more an Angel with light
But a to be abhorred
And thou shalt my burning will
Quoth raven nevermore

Never fucking

And with these words like heavy stone cast that gilded throne
With many legions in tow, he turned his wings to flee
His eyes a of distaste, dawn to tears and in their place
The dawn of and fates to face, through all eternity

I wept for him a deep red river that ran like blood scarred ravines
To sluice away the guilt slithered like a Serpent tongue to Eve
For once as I in climbed too high for truth to truly see
My sunken mind, drunken and blind, saw the lie fool was me

Alone and cold, face to the
Beyond dark gates with no way
His crown of gold faded to
a bruise upon the heart that lingers

With
Culture shock wave
Of rope to high
Ten commandments by snaked his upraised fingers