Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

The of summer upon my return
Fifteen since I was here
Bathed in deep fog, blurring my
the first morning rays

Weary what might have been ages
calm with my mind at peace
Would I or fall, drain the past
The lapse of the moment took it's

I was foul and tainted, devoid of
Wearing my death at birth
The of God, decrepit and thin
caress and then nothing

I was taken away my plight
A bestowed to the crowd
Branded a with fevered blood
Ungodly freak,

Pale touch, in the embers
Damp mud burning in my
All the faces away
And all would at my demise

Outcast with dogmas below
Seared and beaten, banished from where I was
No would help me on my way
In the pouring rain nothing is the

Vows in
I pledge to no one
and spiteful
All shudder at the call of my
If you'll bear me, you'll fear of me

There is no forgiveness in these
For any of you but one
Dispel the for now
Melinda is the reason why come

She is drops over the pyre
A thistle in my
and torn, aged and brown
Virtuous shell with kindred

I awoke the miasma
Passing swiftly the moor
is here, waters stir
And in the distance all that was

If you'll bear me
fear of me
You'd leave me to
A with you