Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Dying Faist

Through acrid clouds of flies
The garden with a thousand more wise
Forever flung to celestial
Clawing at the of the dead nazarene

I watch the storm
The darkness my name
The are growing restless
They feel the season
Their fruit has
once and bound to die
The thread of life lies
On the brink of

Grinning winds of hate
towers tall that grip the sun
Talons her veil
Reclamation, our has come...

Autumn spreads golden wings
And the path for those unseen
A tangled web of spun at last...
Winter spawn barren thighs
To readdress, to the blind
And the reins untethered to the skies

pray to the full moon rising
Diana with such infinite grace
Wrapped alone in a of nightfall
How many can they read by your face?

they know of majesty
Of beauty held in dream-dead
And scarlet seas that the frozen shores?
Will their of bridled love
our rule from planes above
Or in fear from chaos roused for war?

War!

Wrest the nails
That have held you, lurking
September prayers are
Burn the shrines of fettered
the insurrection
Of a world seeks no end
'we are what we are, what we be, again...'

Appear; in terror
To the of your kin
Stain the milky red
And let the in...

dying...