Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

The sigh of summer my return
alike since I was here
Bathed in fog, blurring my trail
the first morning rays

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

I was and tainted, devoid of faith
Wearing my death at birth
The hands of God, decrepit and
Cold caress and nothing

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

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

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

Vows in
I pledge to no one
and spiteful
All at the call of my name
If bear with 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 I've

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

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

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