Luyện nghe bài hát Embrace

What is to be of pestilience
That makes tumble like tears
The of millenia - fallen ages
Staunches the flow of dawning
-
While the days as their hours unfold
A sensual swooning - prophetic
As the soils swallow the of the past

one of us to his own

Drowning in hallowed
Swallowing the
The pallid hope revealed at

"Why should I fret in microcosmic
That chafe the spirit and the repress
When the clouds gleam beckoning beyonds
Whose shining vistas mock littleness?"
Throw off those shackles of
This of one thousand ordeals
I wield the of destiny
the means of my own death

Give me nails and a hammer
Harness those ecstasies of
Prostrate on cruciform
At last...

With swift feet I my way
Helmed by a cacophony of
Deaf to the legacy of
And and joy since pined away
Yet now a falls upon my ears
Of dripping - whispering
The hole of emptiness I pour
the caress from far beyond

Now no longer can I
What goes before has gone
The silence of
Satisfied this one fell step
Plunge beneath the -
The freezing embrace of the goddess of

Quote from H.P. Lovecraft's "Phaeton"