Luyện nghe bài hát Bringer of the Sixth Sun

I a goblet of fire

I cut out the prophet's
But still the sun refused to

I a hole in the web of sanity

The very fabric of itself
But still this flesh refused to

a humble vision!
To forever dwell by the of the sun

I gathered the moon and the

In my little pouch of

The renesance of astral

Dripping and drooling universal thirst

Equelibrium under
In such an idle state of

the seeds of a new dimension

I am the conqueror in his petty

around in a garden of lush blooming death
Point at the sun and I be there

And the angels and bleeding

Will be the fundament of my

...I still laughed at the end.And all this forlorn beauty