Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyles Ye Rose Aloft

In weary lust they have been o'er aisle
to be screaming:

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

So the dome is by deviltry

Virulence abominable sight
we will
Ye wait!
ae!

They frown upon earth and centuries
Here the gargoyle's high above kings
The beast has outdone 'em so she's got to
Lay in cloudy skies
watch 'em if you

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

as gargoyles:]
What would you say if we
you to here
the time when days and nights are over
and then... we will!
Did you not e'er to feel
as if you had somewhere formerly
and ago?
And now you do
you're looking at
you had long
ago

I've lost the track of
Wild swept away 'em all
fog is upon 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 does dwell and
among such saints which all you become!

The one I heard

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

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

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

grove!
And you have
your wooden scales for your own!

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

[Demons as
As the darkness doth the light wi' delight
sae deceit decimateth all the devoted
the moribund rays of that desperate dawn
blood-red
that ye're hunting for the crown
ye had had
and probably ye will...
Ae hath ne'er belonging to yer majesty!

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

Bemoan the lust of with me!
their gloomy destiny!

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

ye lay bar wooden gates!

Run the reality!
Over the deep...

in chorus:]
Where as ye sow so ye reap!

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

It to me then...
swallowed and sipped
instead of that host'
wafer and
acorns and water...
like in nightmare!
All to me then
"He to be dead!"

Lo! Whole appears
all wicked things
whining demons and
there is to seize!
They forth again
beating their wings in snarling
no one is to
but true all the same!

This bout mire before me forth the abyss
so the heaven seemed to be
on the verge of
Were I what I'd seen
through the veil of that
and grey one had covered swamps with its quilt
and the
dead one did howl so through my
I hardly could hear
I probably say
Almost nothing I through that torture but pain
but that ominous emptiness did me away...
As it seemed to me
far from my corpse!
So night swam before me
it out to be
one in the moon barely shone over the sea
of that desolate 'n hardly anything was
but blue marsh lights were skipping about in the swamps
And before me spread forth the abyss...
O'er that dark one a small stump
met my
out from the earth
remnant of trunk
of a tree that had grown o'er that deep ago
and roots spreading throughout one
like snakes
twisted roots downwards into that bog
as if there to
their blind and thirst...
Met my sight
and roots simply in the air

Behold his holt anon...

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

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

You had petrify!
Why won't you try to deify your