Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Plague

(gregorian chants)

the bell
the plague has struck
diseased eyes upwards
as if knowing which their souls will travel
(bring out dead)
a woman in black
as the deathly procession by
and monks en masse

(gregorian chants)

the yet clean peasant pounds upon the door
for it is inside the walls
their knocking pounds a dull tone across the quiet, courtyard
the bodies of unfortuates in the hot sun outside the castle walls
and ones ignorant of all facts plunder the diseased corpses for riches.
(bring out dead)
and the tolls on

a man around the castle walls on the outside
the light from his dancing shadows as he moves
he the sick
gives comfort to all he can for dying woman and man
but he feels it for the children
(unclean)
tears glisten on his
did man ever deserve death?
and not all will die, the poor
for the rich are the castle walls
and he knows he could be with
and laugh at this fool of a man
the stone fortress windows
and the tolls on

(unclean)
and deaths and many days later
many tears have been cry cried but in
for can never erase the pain of death
time has that talent
his are now blistered but this man walks on
the only element of sanity that the people look to him for answers and he all
and the bell on inside the castle wall
(bring out dead)

the dead are now buried and the is at its end
life for the flowers again
they breathe fresh air like did once before
and there is not a from beyond the castle walls
the has stopped
and only silence is
and the peasants outside wonder what within
in bones they feel something is wrong
the bell has been silent too long
for many days not one soul has stirred from the stone fortress where the people live
no one and no one went
can do many strange things
and even water ran low
their mouths burnt and caked dry
not one person put a outside
no one had that much
for feared the peasants and their world outside
so they played it safe and move
but one by one they perished and