Luyện nghe bài hát Sumerian Cry (part Iii)

Nailed to a pleasant
the fullmoon light
Calculated ancient
Of Arab's words

I about a temple
I saw it in my
A made of silver
With emeralds

It is in the
Spoken by lips
My seal and my
the Sumerian Cry

I the temple
In my it welcomed me
I tried to understand language
And the sumerian

I read about gods
And in my they spoke to me
They me the tablets of fate
since a battle belong to them

Then I saw the Ones
Slumbering in cave
My became nightmares
The liers in wait bred my

I woke up my dreams
The night had day
Highly strung, and struck
I through the morning fog