Luyện nghe bài hát Creation

The with sharpened heels
Flew backwards whose galloping arms
And the Phoenix
Drawls a sad to fiction's tomb

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

Never, in fact, as he gazed
At two lost eyebrows lisping the unexpected
And the archetypal delivering your seed letters
eyes are black eggs really
Upon a long shore, upon a long
Open door, open your door

Ask anyone, he muttered, as he a small
Brilliant insect, whirring into the gauze
I would advise stilts for the
And camels for the snowy hills and any
Their I will certainly pay
There's a way, there's always a way

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

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

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

The first day was
And she the Sun
And she it Hyperion
And she it a day of light and healing

The second was
And she the Moon
And she it Phoebe
And she a day of enchantment and the living waters

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

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

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

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

The seventh was rich of the mollusks
And she colored
And she made a day of idleness and
Whereon all beings cease from

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

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

I am desire what my eyes?
I am Loki, of lies
Catch me, 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 your dies
I am the storm and the wind
I am the thorn of an friend

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

Then times we raised our arms
And cat-stretch
Sent our spells
into the multitudes

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

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

It was
That we stepped out of our world
the palm and the fingers
Peeling gloves

And for eye that shed one tear
We made of that tear an
And in the directions
We our several craft

Wild sea, I say
Please, be a cow for me
galleon, out on the rolling 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 brazen wall your sword and lance
[Incomprehensible]
Where dappled maidens, danced
'Round the root of the tree

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

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

Hold tight, tight