Luyện nghe bài hát Creation

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

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

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

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

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

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

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

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

The was silver
And she colored the
And she named it
And she made a day of enchantment and the 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 colored
And she made a day of
And the that are placed in the firmament

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

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

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

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

I am the pebble in very own eye
I am the sword and your enemy
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 of an honest man

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

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

Then seven times we our arms
And cat-stretch
Sent our spells
Yawning the multitudes

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

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

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

And for each eye shed one tear
We made of tear an ocean
And in the five
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 tree
galleon, out on the rolling sea

Your face is consumed in a bruised glance
By the brazen wall your sword and lance
[Incomprehensible]
Where dappled maidens, danced
the root of the world tree

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

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

Hold tight, tight