Luyện nghe bài hát Creation

The messengers with heels
backwards into whose galloping arms
And the impassioned
Drawls a sad to fiction's tomb

come to me secretly
And with your silken
And with silken feather
Open your rooms, open rooms

Never, in fact, as he amazed
At two lost lisping into the unexpected
And the archetypal delivering your seed letters
Whose eyes are black really
a long shore, upon a long shore
Open your door, your door

Ask anyone, he muttered, as he spat a
Brilliant blue insect, into the gauze
I would stilts for the quagmires
And for the snowy hills and any survivors
Their debts I will pay
There's always a way, always a way

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

Our first father, Abraham, bosom
Was the unique of the humans
Was certainly as as we are
If not infinitely more so, and with an
Ceremonial of dismissal, he pointed forward

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

The day was golden
And she the Sun
And she it Hyperion
And she made it a day of light and

The second was
And she the Moon
And she named it
And she made a day of and the living waters

And the third was
And she colored the
And she a day of joy
With the scarlet 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 placed in the

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

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

The was rich purple of the mollusks
And she Chronos
And she a day of idleness and repose
Whereon all beings cease from

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

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

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

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

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

Then seven we raised our arms
And cat-stretch
Sent our foot
Yawning into the

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

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

It was
we stepped out of our world machine
Between the and the fingers
like gloves

And for each eye that shed one
We made of that an ocean
And in the five
We our several craft

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

Gentle as lightning,
Take me to the root of the world
galleon, out on the rolling sea

Your face is in a bruised sky's glance
By the wall with your sword and lance
Where
dappled maidens, endless danced
'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 body is a in me
Amethyst galleon, out on the sea

Hold tight, tight