Luyện nghe bài hát Darken The Murals

(There they revealed 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 does claim your
Alike the and helpless doll
Thus you for its very own.

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

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

Of ire and delirious barking at
There is no need to go there without torch
The murals of do encumber to see
is only one way to contumacy

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

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

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

ae's deep coomb alike
Darken the murals - do not see the
palatial family vaults
Lay open the graves... Let their rise!

eyne's dry...
More so thine
Dauber of murals that shalt shine
Solemn hues which nane wilt see
Thy art is the way to
Hath e'er confined thy legacy?

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

Sylvan
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!

provideth thy fall
Abysmal mirrors on her
Thou shalt acquire their back
If thou believe them - adown and break thy neck

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

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

...to be continued...