Luyện nghe bài hát Mother Of Serpents

Oh do not for a thing
'Lest the gods punish you it all
The things you're for you'll never find
In this
For all the vague
Oracles with a sulphur spring
Still sought the three-faced
holes
On moonless
For is more
or never more
Never or
Seek not the of the world
The fleeting beauty of things gone
The flowers of the that spiders suck
as disease
Don't look for coins in the
Don't the roadside carcasses
And you loaf too long on a crossroads
On moonless
for good kings of Argos
This for gold and silk
Opium, and milk
Up on the of the world
Beneath the of Serpents
The of life
Burn our future
In the fires of a Roman
do we go
Mother of
I want to know
The night and Erebus
And threefold of hundred names
Who minds or who injured love
On moonless
Oh eat the yellow snow
And don't you never all thy heart
Don't believe the of the dead
On nights
This for a coin from the
for what's already mine
- ever look behind
Our mother of the