Luyện nghe bài hát Iris (and The Burning Aureole)

Oh, how I love your eyes
I'm waving like on a nightside
Sea
Whenever, mine crosses yours so
Amenable I do feel, until I I hide
Behind the on the shore of the
sandcastles.
Broken shivers, memories still haunt me.
The knight in golden armour turns
Millions of vacant ; inner sickles
to find a way out of the flesh, the
Planted one memorable experiences,
Tassels in faces...
Iris is a qua non for us indeed, though,
Absolute darkness me of the age of
Ignorance. But, now as I all those
I've seen so far through this burning
Red "oh, it makes me soften,
I realize how terrific be to sojourn two
Thousand years with you ; inept
Dreams...my mansion".
I'm a creature of firma ; as an urn I
and kiss the ashes of my dying race ; as
I up, Iris grows too, but, how can I
Speak to the dry about the wet saliva
Of my ?
Wisdom's cavern far from oceans,
for sure my dear.
Here I feel the crux of all our
Dilemmas, all things won't ever
our flesh, let them go, let them fade
Behind, let them at the Iris' narcotic
Sight the flaming aureole will offer
Us pleasure ; the pleasure an infant
with its mother's white, fluid bribe.