Luyện nghe bài hát And Then He Falleth

"Be my kin free fro sin,
Bride the of Master."

"There hath past a glore fro the Earth;
A glore in the hearts and minds of men,
Men demented - by light,
Hourisheth as weed in well-groom'd garihs."

"Might I too was ere,
Tho' years have me
A masque of to fashion:
blest, thou best philosopher!"

"Tis the Divine -
The and the mocking court:
Fool, kneel now, and thy bells!:
We hold the Earth to away."

"The of mercy and absolution,
cometh such qualities?
Build thyself a in which
wanton images of thy desire appear!"

"Tis is Tragedy -
The fool and the court:
Fool, kneel now, and thy bells!:
Make us at thy futile follies,
Yet for our blunders - Oh, in
Earth no balm for mistakes -
We hold the to Hell away."

- That cross you wear around your
is it only a decoration, or are you a true believer?
- Yes, I - truly
- Then I you to remove it at once!
And never to wear it within castle again!
Do you know how a is trained my dear?
Her eyes are sown shut. Blinded
she the whims of her God patiently,
until her will is submerged and she learns to -
as your God and blinded you with crosses.
- You had me take off my because it offended...
- It no-one. No - it simply appears
to me to be to... to wear
the of a deity long dead.
My ancestors tried to it. And to open
the door that us from our Creator.
- But you no doors to find God. If you believe...
- Believe?! If you you are gullible.
Can you around this world and believe
in the of a god who rules it?
Famine, Pestilence, War, and Death!
rule this world.
- There is love and life and hope.
- Very little hope I you. No.
If a god of love and life did exist...
he is long dead.
Someone... rules in his place.

"Believe? In a deity dead? -
I rather be a pagan suckled in creeds outworn;
With faartytales fill'd up in
Thoughts of the stillborn."

"Shadow of -
Ne'er hither
...And He falleth,
He falleth Lucifer
Ne'er to again..."