Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyles Ye Rose Aloft

In lust they 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 by deviltry

Virulence abominable sight
Come we
Ye wait!
ae!

They upon earth and earth's centuries
Here the gargoyle's high above kings
The beast has 'em so she's got to wheeze
Lay wallow in skies
'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 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 happen to feel
as if you had lived formerly
and long
And now you do
looking at something
you had long
ago

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

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

The last one I

Sow the of the faith
deep into your hearts and lay open the
do towards the skies
there's the only
that promise place for you in paradise!

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

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

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

It seems to me I won't suffer this for...

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

But... ye believe that will
reveal the
the forces 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!
the yawning deep...

[Both in
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 arise
you get Eucharist!

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

Lo! Whole appears
all wicked things
whining demons and
is nothing to seize!
They forth again
beating wings in vain snarling
no one is to
but it's all the same!

This bout mire before me spread the abyss
so the e'en seemed to be
on the of tears
I asked what I'd seen
through the veil of that
thick and grey one had swamps with its quilt
and the
dead one did howl so my ears
that I hardly hear
I should say
Almost nothing I through that torture but pain
but that emptiness did whirl me away...
As it to me then
far from my corpse!
So night swam before me
it out to be
one in which the moon shone over the sea
of that desolate gloom 'n anything was
seen but marsh lights were skipping about in the swamps
And quagmire before me forth the abyss...
O'er dark 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 roots throughout this one
like snakes
twisted reaching downwards into that bog
as if there to
blind and desperate thirst...
Met my sight
and roots hanging in the air

Behold his holt anon...

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

as gargoyles:]
us inscrutable!
Then all the of that sort shall cease!
Call 'em wood or stone...
and bog if you please!
guise do you prefer?
Whose do you mean to be the chosen one?

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