Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

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

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

I was foul and tainted, devoid of
Wearing my death mask at
The hands of God, and thin
Cold caress and then

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

Pale touch, writhing in the
mud burning in my eyes
All the faces away
And all would sneer at my

with dogmas forged below
Seared and beaten, from where I was born
No mercy would me on my way
In the pouring rain is the same

Vows in
I myself to no one
Seethed and
All at the call of my name
If you'll bear me, you'll fear of me

There is no in these eyes
For any of you but one
Dispel the for now
is the reason why I've come

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

I awoke from the
Passing through the moor
This is here, waters
And in the distance all was lost

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