Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Dying Faist

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

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

Grinning winds of unfurled
Dash towers tall that the sun
Talons stretch her
Reclamation, our has come...

spreads it's golden wings
And lays the for those unseen
A web of evil spun at last...
Winter spawn from barren
To readdress, to slay the
And throw the reins untethered to the

They pray to the moon rising
moving with such infinite grace
Wrapped in a blanket of nightfall
How secrets can they read by your face?

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

War!

askew the nails
That have held you, lurking
September are waning
Burn the of fettered sheep
the insurrection
Of a that seeks no end
'we are what we are, what we be, again...'

Appear; draped in
To the comfort of kin
the milky sunset red
And let the in...

dying...