Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyles Ye Rose Aloft

In lust they have been sate o'er aisle
Seem to be

Come we
Stranger!
for a while...
You be our capture
why you be...

So the dome is by deviltry

Virulence 'thro sight
Come we
Ye wait!
ae!

They frown upon and earth's centuries
the gargoyle's high above mighty kings
The beast has 'em so she's got to wheeze
Lay wallow in cloudy
'em if you please

I was sick and tired of blear and day
so I did decide to my rest that way
In spite of ostensible spat in my
I sat at the pulpit in hall hard

as gargoyles:]
What would you say if we
you to remain
until the time days and nights are over
and then... we will!
Did you not happen to feel
as if you had lived formerly
and ago?
And now you do
looking at something
you had seen
ago

I've lost the track of
Wild slumber swept 'em all
Foamy fog is the woe-stained floor
pale gleam of chandeliers
obscure and delusive
run over the choirs
so slow...

...Hence your mass
shall be almost the sacred grove
where GOD himself dwell and reign
such saints which all you have become!

The one I heard

Sow the of the faith
deep into your hearts and lay the gates
do lead towards the
the only device
that promise place for you in paradise!

I was falling so I did close my eyes...

I was by the spectre of beast
Lay waste all those charges I can't resist
I was by the shadow of noose
Take away husk
I refuse...

grove!
And you shall
your scales for your very own!

It seems to me I won't this a-waiting for...

as gargoyles:]
As the darkness doth ravish the light wi'
sae deceit all the devoted minds
the moribund rays of that desperate dawn
blood-red
that ye're among for the crown
ye had had
and probably ye will...
Ae hath ne'er belonging to yer majesty!

But... ye believe that will
reveal the
the forces they
and the power steal!

Bemoan the of life with me!
their gloomy destiny!

Just their bicker!
Of ae...
I care!

ye lay bar wooden gates!

Run the reality!
the yawning deep...

[Both in
as ye sow so shall ye reap!

Each one
swallowed and
of holy host'
"body" and "blood"
and vine...
You'll do as
when shall arise
you get Eucharist!

It to me then...
They swallowed and
instead of holy host'
and vine
only and water...
like in nightmare!
All to me then
"He to be dead!"

Lo! Whole vortex
drawing all wicked
whining demons and
is nothing to seize!
They reflowed again
beating their wings in vain
no one is to
but true all the same!

This bout mire before me spread forth the
so the heaven seemed to be
on the of tears
Were I what I'd seen
through the veil of that
thick and one had covered swamps with its quilt
and the
one did howl so through my ears
that I could hear
I probably say
Almost nothing I felt that torture but pain
but that emptiness did whirl me away...
As it seemed to me
far from my corpse!
So that night swam me
it out to be
one in which the moon shone over the sea
of that desolate gloom 'n anything was
but blue marsh lights were skipping about in the swamps
And quagmire before me forth the abyss...
O'er that one a rather small stump
met my
sticking out from the
remnant of trunk
of a tree had grown o'er that deep long ago
and spreading throughout this one
mighty snakes
twisted roots reaching into that bog
as if there to
their blind and thirst...
Met my deep
and simply hanging in the air

Behold his holt anon...

But I shall be dead before
everything have become clear to me...
I have never such improper song
though incredible call it ye will!

[Demons as
us inscrutable!
Then all the things of that sort cease!
'em incredible wood or stone...
and bog if you please!
Which do you prefer?
Whose scales do you to be the chosen one?

You had petrify!
Why you try to deify your way?