Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyles Ye Rose Aloft

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

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

So the dome is assailed by

Virulence 'thro abominable
we will
Ye wait!
ae!

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

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

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

I've lost the track of
Wild slumber swept 'em all
Foamy fog is upon the floor
gleam of silver chandeliers
obscure and chants
have run over the
so slow...

...Hence virtuous mass
shall be almost the sacred grove
where GOD himself does dwell and
among such which all you have become!

The last one I

Sow the of the faith
deep into your and lay open the gates
do lead towards the
there's the device
that does promise for you in paradise!

I was falling asleep so I did 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
Take away your
I refuse...

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

It seems to me I suffer this a-waiting for...

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

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

Bemoan the of life with me!
Bewail their 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
and sipped
of that host'
"body" and "blood"
and vine...
You'll do as
when yield arise
you get Eucharist!

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

Lo! vortex appears
all wicked things
whining and imps
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 forth the abyss
so the heaven e'en to be
on the verge of
Were I asked what I'd
through the of that mist
thick and grey one had covered swamps its quilt
and the
dead one did howl so my ears
that I could hear
I probably say
nothing I felt through that torture but pain
but that ominous did whirl me away...
As it seemed to me
far away my corpse!
So that night before me
it out to be
one in which the moon barely shone the sea
of that desolate 'n hardly anything was
seen but blue marsh lights were skipping in the swamps
And before me spread forth the abyss...
O'er that one a rather small stump
met my
out from the earth
remnant of rotten
of a tree that had grown o'er that deep ago
and roots spreading throughout one
like snakes
roots reaching downwards into that bog
as if to quench
their and desperate thirst...
Met my sight
and simply hanging in the air

Behold his holt anon...

But I be dead long before
everything will have clear to me...
I have never heard improper song
e'en incredible call it ye will!

as gargoyles:]
us inscrutable!
Then all the things of sort shall 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 won't you try to deify your