Luyện nghe bài hát In The Garden Of Dispersion

on ye
where ye sun behind horizon
there is
except our
and crux of
and some crux ov our

on ye
shadow wings fell
wind ye to song
and we plung'd in its
and in waterfall depths

evanescent recollection ov
secret ov in ye death posture
and then...
the ye in the garden ov dispersion
closes ye
closes ye
ye ears

in fields ov
under ye first tree's rotting
there's
typhon's
and night moonless
but yet ye light -
ov sigillic angels
grafting in our holy body and