Luyện nghe bài hát Creation

The messengers with sharpened
Flew backwards whose galloping arms
And the impassioned
Drawls a sad goodnight to fiction's

Then to me secretly
And with your silken
And with your silken
your rooms, open your rooms

Never, in fact, as he amazed
At two lost eyebrows into the unexpected
And the archetypal postman delivering your letters
Whose are black eggs really
Upon a long shore, upon a long
your door, open your door

Ask anyone, he muttered, as he a small
Brilliant blue insect, whirring into the
I would advise for the quagmires
And for the snowy hills and any survivors
debts I will certainly pay
There's a way, there's always a way

I smiled with that gallantly concealed nervousness
That has proved oysters cry
And that I have come to know and accept as
And a barbed feather from the morose universe
I called him deathless, and he left before he reply
Open your eyes, your eyes

Our first father, Abraham, whose
Was the unique soul of the
Was as bewildered as we are
If not infinitely so, and with an ancient
Ceremonial gesture of dismissal, he forward

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

The first day was
And she the Sun
And she named it
And she made it a day of and healing

The was silver
And she the Moon
And she it Phoebe
And she made a day of enchantment and the living

And the third was
And she colored the
And she a day of joy
the scarlet strength of seed

In the fourth black and white were mingled into
And she Mercury
And she made a day of
And the signs that are in the firmament

The was bright blue
And she envisaged
And she made a day of awe and circles,
And she sent it to guide the of the universe

The sixth was burning with icy, green flames glowed white
And of her beauty she Venus
And she made a day of
Whereby all are united

The seventh was rich purple of the
And she Chronos
And she made a day of and repose
Whereon all beings from struggle

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

I am the pebble in very own eye
I am the and your enemy dies
I am the storm and the hurricane
I am the thorn of an friend

I am desire what color my
I am Loki, wizard of
me, find me, see me if you can
I am the guilt of an man

I am the pebble in your own eye
I am the and your enemy dies
I am the storm and the wind
I am the thorn of an friend

I am desire what my eyes?
I am Loki, of lies
me, find me, see me if you can
I am the of an honest man

Then seven we raised our arms
And with
our foot spells
Yawning into the

In need we called upon the of all living
times for succor, but with ambitious spears
They made us change, crouched behind
Their and fought on

I will not allow praise
That broke the harmonious globe in fragments
And yet, they moved with a perfect pattern
And complemented harmony with discord, and with darkness

It was
That we stepped out of our world
Between the and the fingers
Peeling like

And for each eye that one tear
We of that tear an ocean
And in the directions
We loosed our several

sea, I say today
Please, be a cow for me
Amethyst galleon, out on the sea

Gentle as lightning,
me to the root of the world tree
Amethyst galleon, out on the sea

Your face is consumed in a sky's glance
By the brazen with your sword and lance
Where
Where dappled maidens, endless
'Round the root of the tree

sea, I say today
Please, be a cow for me
galleon, out on the rolling sea

Wild sea, my is salty for me
Every ripple in her is a wave in me
Amethyst galleon, out on the sea

Hold tight, tight