Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

The sigh of upon my return
Fifteen alike since I was
Bathed in fog, blurring my trail
Snuffing the first morning

Weary from what might have ages
Still with my mind at peace
I prosper or fall, drain the past
The lapse of the took it's turn

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

I was taken from my plight
A treason to the crowd
Branded a Jonah fevered blood
freak, defiler

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

with dogmas forged below
Seared and beaten, banished where I was born
No mercy would me on my way
In the pouring rain nothing is the

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

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

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

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

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