Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

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

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

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

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

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

with dogmas forged below
Seared and beaten, banished from where I was
No mercy help me on my way
In the pouring nothing is the same

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 eyes
For any of you but one
the mist for now
Melinda is the reason why come

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

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

If you'll with me
fear of me
You'd never me to
A fate you