Luyện nghe bài hát Father Forgive

Kindle low of souls,
So as to serve a upturned,
in bone and bloodlike tears,
Of pure spirit, pay homage,
mirror image, the head of Christ,
The tongue, the beat of bone,
A crimson flow, a vision,
So pale and dreadful, our image,
Is this time dead? of dust,
So and so forsaken,
In cloven tongue, this fealure,
lay lifeless fallen cherubs,
To endless our thoughts stillborn,
The scattered graves our will mourn,
ages past, Heaven forbid,
We of the world in mourning.