Luyện nghe bài hát Darken The Murals

(There they were by Men who occupied
the sixth chamber, and the forms of
and were arranged in libraries)

Alas for woe! for woe! -
It is time to see the foe
To know the law claim your soul
the mute and helpless doll
Thus claim you for its own.

the shadows grew longer and longer
As evening fell - don't go the last house
Your village remindeth me an island in
Of pestilent breeds have been 'gainst us

Ye die
to be sure!
But ye are drowning - ye need no cure
implore
Don't
Ye shalt rot to the before it's too late!
Ye this solace as amongst cavalcade...

Of ire and barking at church
There is no need to go without faithful torch
The of hers do encumber to see
There is only one way to

the face!
The of yours
Come closer to the like that
it so close...
As ye can...
Imbrue her
The corpse was entwined 'bout by the...
worm's asp alike
That's funeral... Hih!

Lo, Thou hast her fragrant
Thou didst her insolent folks
And as ye look through those mirrors on her
There are gargoyles ye about!

were ye looking for?
What were ye at?
When this ae had found by you
Had ye expected like that?

Indubitable ae's coomb alike
the murals - do not see the light
Under family vaults
Lay open the graves... Let their rise!

eyne's dry...
More so than
of murals that shalt never shine
Solemn hues which nane ever see
Thy art is the way to
Hath anyone confined thy legacy?

Do not crepitate!
Soporific anthem is so slowly...
It's protected by
By the do rule everywhere
Can ye
I ye should give it a try!

dark
Decrease the
Shall ye fly towards the dawn o' night?
Sleepwards red and sky
Why have ye read my rhyme?
But anyhow... ye should it a try!

Abysm thy fall
Abysmal on her walls
Thou shalt acquire mercy back
If thou believe them - adown and break thy neck

For the of evil
For the of... I don't care
Why do ye always try to attain "famine of yours" so ye acquire pain

Mortals! Why was your so discourteous then?
If ye might have seen whether gift would be down...
E'en my sight was aghast when that shining
Was being pierced through the chest of the mass... knife
If ye e'er to see - do not look for your eyes. -
And - in days of yore - ye may creep to and fro:
Care of wilt be taken by ME: say FAREWELL

...to be continued...