Luyện nghe bài hát Darken The Murals

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

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

However the shadows grew longer and
As evening fell - don't go beyond the house
Your remindeth me an island in billow
Of pestilent breeds have been running us

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

Of ire and delirious at church
There is no need to go there faithful torch
The murals of hers do to see
There is one way to contumacy

the face!
The of yours
Come 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
your funeral... Hih!

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

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

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

Their dry...
so than thine
Dauber of murals that shalt never
Solemn hues which nane ever see
Thy art is the way to
Hath e'er confined thy legacy?

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

Sylvan
the light
Shall ye fly the dawn o' total night?
red and feculent sky
Why ye never 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 - fall adown and 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 quest so discourteous then?
If ye might have seen gift would be sent down...
E'en my sight was aghast when that nail
Was being pierced through the of the mass... knife alike
If ye e'er want to see - do not look for eyes. -
And - in days of yore - ye may creep to and fro:
of mine wilt be taken by ME: say FAREWELL

...to be continued...