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 sight
Come we
Ye wait!
ae!

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

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

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

I've the track of time
slumber swept away 'em all
Foamy fog is the woe-stained floor
pale of silver chandeliers
obscure and delusive
have run over the
so slow...

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

The last one I

Sow the seed of the
deep into your hearts and lay open the
do lead the skies
there's the only
that does promise for you in paradise!

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

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

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

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

as gargoyles:]
As the darkness ravish the light wi' delight
sae decimateth all the devoted minds
Chase the rays of that desperate dawn
blood-red
that hunting among 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 hold
and the they steal!

Bemoan the of life with me!
Bewail gloomy destiny!

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

ye lay bar those gates!

Run the reality!
Over the deep...

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

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

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

Lo! Whole appears
all wicked things
whining demons and
there is 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 the abyss
so the heaven e'en to be
on the verge of
I asked what I'd seen
through the veil of mist
thick and grey one had covered swamps with its
and the
dead one did so through my ears
that I hardly hear
I probably say
Almost I felt through that torture but pain
but that ominous did whirl me away...
As it to me then
far from my corpse!
So that night before me
it out to be
one in which the moon barely over the sea
of desolate gloom 'n hardly anything was
seen but blue lights were skipping about in the swamps
And quagmire before me forth the abyss...
O'er that dark one a rather small
met my
sticking out the earth
remnant of trunk
of a tree that had grown o'er that long ago
and roots spreading this one
like mighty
twisted reaching downwards into that bog
as if to quench
their and desperate thirst...
Met my deep
and roots simply 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 though incredible it ye will!

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

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