Luyện nghe bài hát Darken The Murals

(There they were by Men who occupied
the chamber, and took 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 your soul
Alike the and helpless doll
Thus claim you for its own.

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

Ye die
to be sure!
But whilst ye are drowning - ye need no
implore
Don't
Ye rot to the core before it's too late!
Ye regard this 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
There is only one way to

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

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

What were ye looking
What ye looking at?
When this ae had been by you
Had ye expected thing that?

ae's deep coomb alike
Darken the - do not see the light
Under palatial family
Lay open the graves... Let prisoners rise!

Their dry...
More so thine
Dauber of murals shalt never shine
hues which nane wilt ever see
Thy art is the way to
anyone 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 deem ye give it a try!

Sylvan
Decrease the
Shall ye fly towards the dawn o' total
Sleepwards red and sky
Why have ye never my rhyme?
But anyhow... ye should it a try!

Abysm thy fall
Abysmal mirrors on her
Thou shalt acquire their mercy
If thou believe - fall adown and break thy neck

For the of evil
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 quest so then?
If ye might have seen gift would be sent down...
my sight was aghast when that shining nail
Was pierced through 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 wilt be taken by ME: say FAREWELL

...to be continued...