Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Dying Faist

Through acrid clouds of flies
The swells with a thousand more wise
Forever to celestial dreams
at the grave of the dead nazarene

I watch the storm
The calls my name
The trees are growing
They feel the change
fruit has putrified
Forbidden and bound to die
The thread of life severed
On the brink of

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

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

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

Will they of majesty
Of beauty held in sleep
And scarlet seas that the frozen shores?
their 'god' of bridled love
Assuage our from planes above
Or in fear from chaos roused for war?

War!

askew the nails
That have held you, lurking
September are waning
the shrines of fettered sheep
Spearhead the
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...