Luyện nghe bài hát In The Shadow Of Our Pale Companion

Through vast valleys I
To the peaks
On pathways a wild forgotten landscape
In search of God, in of man
'til the forsaken endless. . .
is where I choose to tread

Fall. . .so shall we fall the nihil?
The nothingness that we feel in the arms of the
In the shadow of the grim companion who with us

is the landscape
is the sun
Here in the balance of the
Where is the
Has he fallen and us?

As I'm stalked by the shadow of hand
The fire in my is forged across the land

Here at the edge of world
Here I gaze at a of oak, a citadel of stone
If this grand panorama before me is what you God. . .
God is not dead

I walked down to a and sat in reflection of what had to be done
An offering of crimson flowed into the water
A wound of from which it floated and faded away

. . .like hope I've ever had. . .
. . .like every dream ever known. . .
It washed in a tide of longing, a longing for a better world
From my will, my throat, to the river, and the sea. . .
. . .wash away. . .
. . .fade away. . .

Here is the
is the sun
Here at the edge of the
is the god?
Has he to ruin?

As I'm stalked by the shadow of hand
My heathen pride is scarred the land