Luyện nghe bài hát Magna of Illusion

Cornwall and the
Where witches went mad than once
And until this day in dreams at
The lighthouse at Lost

Squat and hugely tilts the strand
Where house was built
And having the test of time
The gale the bloody tide

Granddad's house though with hooks
And filled books
stand no more until a certain prophecy
Once now stood, before the world fulfilled

Now of books in Granddad's keep
Some of were new but mostly they were old
And the oldest was a scroll, a prophecy read
When the begins the story will end

August, the First and in the guise of destiny
Granddad quit Cornwall, "I'm a captain of a
My ship is and called Plutonia"
Stories on land, storms at sea 1892 and '93
When Granddad sailed for

Ships charmed and
the glide path to the sun
And the sun proved false
As it does
Some of them be lost
And some sail back home

It was no star but a of illusion
I mean by that, the found
In the chamber of
like a seed, deep within the ground

The found by one man
So on and off
He sailed the rim
On and off, off and on
his time had come

Through tears and smiles, the domain
The rods of broken
On and off and off again until his time had
Late to the that had been
But early to the not yet begun

August, the First
The charmed ship
Sailed like a ray Cornwall
And none too it seems

That night the granddaughter
celebrate her birthday
"I've come a way", said the Captain
"From Christabel this night"

"Accompanied by my dog
To blast your rafters with my
Granddaughter, it's a foreign
from the jungle by crime"

Stories on land, at sea
'Tween and '93
When Granddad sailed for

tables collapse
And floors filled
And the party's over, all over
Sea-dogs and rockers will dwell on

warped the stuff of ground
What to be is not
Behind eyes
Realize your

Mine, granddaughter, proves a
More light sun
More than night
more a snare than lust