Luyện nghe bài hát Crimson II: Incantation

Let no man breach the gate to most blasphemous of halls
Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst
He must n'er become a slave to this beck and call
For she must waken from her Crimson Sleep..
The monastery towering above the ruined city
It shadowed all the new settlements and homes
To look down on the ruins was to and pity
All the and heartache, all the graves and broken bones
For buried there a testament to the of a queen
A that spread across a weak and stricken land
The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly
And all did bow beneath the power of her hand

And in the monastery garden sat a woman a book
A manuscript that lay her frail and trembling arms
She around her nervously as guilt rose in her heart
But the sway of had drawn her out too far

She wavered on the threshold of a dangerous
For this dark tome was no for eyes to ever read
The pages with legions of persuasive words and visions
So the volume had been hidden well, but now it had freed

For no reason had the woman been drawn in
Perhaps it was a of fate, an absence of real thought
She wandered to a room that she'd never been
And all at the interest of her senses had been caught
For no reason had the women been drawn in
Where rows of dusty books lay in an display

But one leather binding had the grain of human skin
And seized with curiosity she stole this book

And now she sat in the concealment of the night
She was hungry now to liberate the writings from their
The glimmer of a feeble provided her with light
As she opened up the cover and began to the page
Fly, soul, the guest,
Upon your arrant
Let none be guiled by false
Truth shall be warrant
Fly soul for your body die

But for those who eternity
For who yearn prosperity
From this act of sanity
Will raise you far humanity

Oh willing who doth not know
The desire of this prisoner
You walk where fear to go
shalt soon embrace the reckoner
Thy halo of glory, true gage
May to be an evil pilgrimage

Something had beyond her control
A of madness unfettered a soul
That relish a freedom denied once before
By a desperate nation with it's to the wall
Within a split second of reading text
The spirit was free and had fled its nest
It was eager to grow from this reprieve
And in the woman a life was conceived
From the beginning the world was
As a baby was in a monastery bed
The miracle happening here on Earth
Was perceived as a glorious new Birth

the moment in time that baby was born
The sun did now rise on a new Crimson
And the creature just bided its undiscovered
So safe in the cradling arms of the

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But for who seek eternity
For those who yearn
this single act of sanity
Will raise you far above

Secure from the world, the child hidden
A serpent disguised in the Garden of
And all who looked down on newly born babe
ignorant now of the path this would take
The people blind to the subtle control
That was exercised daily every soul
With no to question this delicate life
All fears would be and all doubts would be stifled

But one single mind did stand out the crowd
Though quiet at first - with hardly a
The Mother Superior harbored
Brought to her heart by simple vision

[The

The first was a planet by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a or tree
No rock jutted out the endless horizon
Or flowers to mark out the of seasons

No dwelt in the forests or fields
All life was extinct; its had been sealed

By the curse of a unstoppable flood
Mankind had been in an ocean of blood

The revelation was vivid and cruel
It two swordsmen engrossed in a duel
The one a sword that was silver and pure
The other a sword that was red to the

They fought as the sun high in the sky
Their fight would not end until one of them
No room did have for an error to make
For the of life was the trophy at stake

But one of the warriors the rules
And with cunning and had the other one fooled
As he held up his hands in a of peace
The silver opponent this retreat

Then the man with the red sword attacked from
Left the silver fighter defeated and blind
Then carnage that no man could condone
As the bloody red blade through sinew and bone

All day did the attack without halt
Though the lay dead from the frenzied assault
Until by the twilight and all remained
the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain

And so came the third of these unyielding
A of war and ferocious divisions
An army of marching as one
Aware that the end had begun

arrived in a field, which was wide and expansive
They waited in silence ready and pensive
The grassland was strewn with crimson petals
Their fragrance was with the stench of the devil

And slowly but surely fell into sleep
Their consciousness as they slumped in defeat
And they still lie bereft of their willpower
Brought to knees by the strength of a flower

The three visions, the Superior bore
A bitter forewarning of was in store
This infant so must not grow to be strong
The world was at if she waited too long
So veiled by the blackness of she did creep
And where mother and child were both asleep
And onwards she moved to the crib lay
She leant over the baby and to pray
She prayed for for what she would do
She prayed the knife in her hand would aim true
But all of a sudden she was now
The daughter had opened her eyes

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And into those eyes, the woman
The in her face was both haunted and crazed
She was smothered and in confusion and sadness
The to be gripped by this foul crimson madness
This brutal psychosis could not be
No one single was suggested or blamed
But no one could think that a child was
And the mystery illness remained

So all seemed as normal for seven short
A of deception dissolved any fears
But there was one lapse in the child's
And that could be in the depths of her eyes

The message could be discovered there
In the glimpse of the found in her stare
Her gaze hypnotic, strong
Suspicions were growing, it be long
Oh willing host who doth not
The full of this prisoner
You walk where fear to go
shalt soon embrace the reckoner

Now and a question would be raised
misgivings threatened to be voiced
But were judgments wiser not to say
To doubt the child could prove to be a rash and choice
By now the reign had proved too much
The monastery was shadowed under
But fear decreed that thoughts be crushed
For the creature had the power to crawl inside head
The mother in her moment knew
The time had come for to be taken

A journey be made to hidden truths
She must return and read again the she had forsaken

This tome many further views
Essential rules of power revealed
And thus the pages up one clue
The child bore one significant Archilles
Should the Crimson be blinded, then powerless she'll be
Bereft of piercing vision, her will be free

Salvation in banishing this creature to the dark
Let not your hand be or death will be your mark
Lest regained sight should speed her flight away from burning
A steady heart must her back within her crimson cell

And thou who didst release this most vindictive
Must serve to be her there for all eternity

One quiet the lady traveled out beyond the monastery
Her quest was one of urgency and preservation
She traveled with to reach the ruined city
Where lay the to save her kind, a path to their salvation
When there they searched for evidence of where the Queen once
And came upon a gateway, was tightly closed and barred
A stark inscription warned them of the risk of next step
But choices were no more; had already come too far

Let no man breach the to this most blasphemous of halls
Lest and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap
He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and
For she must never waken from her Crimson

Mike]

With resolve the women carried on towards their goal
And found themselves a cell where shade were scattered
A sight so dreadful it chilled their very
The cell had long been drained and all around the lay shattered

A movement in the
A of blazing light
The child stood before
With murder in her
The women ran her
To try to the tide
Of and crimson anger
was nowhere left to hide
Too slow was their
were thrown back off their feet
Their throats filled with panic
As they stared as defeat
Too weak was protection
couldn't staunch the trail
Of vitriol and
Meted out for this
So the mother's brave
Consumed damning pain
Died writhing in the
They were bleeding and
They'd into the child's eyes
And in despair
images too hideous
For minds to bear
Salvation in banishing
This to the dark
Let not your hand be
Or death will be mark"
But there was still one hope
No room for or doubt
The knew there was no choice
She had to end now

She crawled across the ground
Her eyes averted from the steely
But secretly she knew she'd
A way beyond nightmare

Simon/Mike]

A few more seconds the path
Between success or
would face the aftermath speed
Of deadly confrontation
Got to strike for the
Leave the running blind
Go to the line
Got to strike for those unforgiving

She veiled herself with trivial
A of insignificance
Her failed to see beyond
The fabric of

For a moment they were to face
No sign of was soon to be
But her mind refused to break
Those thoughts must not be
Got to strike for the
Leave the monster running
Go to the line
Got to strike for unforgiving eyes

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Striking hard, fast in desperation
The world around is filled with of red
Forced to in weak anticipation
As of blood run down the Child's head
The fills with screams of violent rage
Of and impotent frustration
Consumed with frenzied tidal of hate
The princess falls to in dark sedation

Her blindness stunts the growth of power
grows within her like some poisonous flower
The blade of darkness her to the hilt
And so the inside begins to wilt
But time is short for to be taken
No chance to dwell on or mistakes
No chance for excuses to be found
The moment of Salvation be now!

me to the crimson flames
Thou hast the power should I be
To overthrow my wicked
And throw me to the pit of
me to the crimson flames
Thou shalt bar the doors of
Incant these words of rule
me in my crimson cell

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And was read the incantation
Voices echoed and round
The woman smiled in weak
Mesmerized the sounds

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And with chants of higher lore
So mortal flesh to fade
Soon and mother were no more
Their earthly bodies now

Cast me to the flames
Thou bar the doors of hell
Incant these words of sacred
me in my crimson cell

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And still inside the stands
A single cell with hue
Resealed by spoken of Man
Imbued with power from Truth
Two imprisoned for eternity
and dark forever bound
Two souls never can be freed
A back will not be found
For trapped some foolish reach
And far away from prying

No now to lead or preach
No chance to influence or
The sacrifice she took
Ensured the of the human race
And thus she the sacred book
A captive in her crimson

bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap
For she must never from this Crimson Sleep

Dan]