Luyện nghe bài hát I (Pathway)

All will
All will
All drown
All will fade with

I scan the
Watching,
To gaze upon the grey spine of the spire
the clouds that swathe this blasted horizon
A totem of the permanence within fog laden expanse

Eternal I am, yet each
On these soils
And through these banks of rearing
Enervate me ever
The breath of winter enshrouds
- Harvester
Scourer of
The embrace whispers from an endpoint yet to be

Rotten wings spread with a snap
A howl that promises only a bouquet of woe
Gathering in volume, a colossal choir
Unearthly presence bleeds shadow over a landscape

unfurl in a tide of unspoken promises
Supplicating embrace of ten forgotten threnodies
Yet I can hear them... each and one
Wordless paeans to harrowed incarnation

Silence Raised to a deafening roar that the senses
Eyes and forced shut, I revel in abnegation
And let my soul-sense

Slithering bent fingers of gelid
Probe the blackened slopes of that island
or temple? Only the dead can know
Their unrelenting mantra unveils save timeless prophecy

And still... wretched revenants whisper

All will
All will
All will
All fade with time