Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

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

Weary from what might been ages
Still with my mind at peace
Would I or fall, drain the past
The lapse of the moment took turn

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

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

Pale touch, writhing in the
Damp mud in my eyes
All the faces turned
And all would at my demise

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

in ashes
I pledge to no one
Seethed and
All shudder at the of my name
If you'll bear with me, 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 over the
A in my hands
Stained and torn, aged and
shell with kindred innocence

I from the miasma
Passing swiftly through the
This is here, waters
And in the distance all that was

If you'll bear me
You'll of me
never leave me to
A fate you