Luyện nghe bài hát The Epsilon Exordium

[From the journal of Professor Caleb Blackthorne III, discovered May 1899, near the great Temple at Tiahuanaco,

[23 1893]
Upon extensive examination of the nefarious arcane codex known as The
Exordium, I believe my search may at be drawing to a close. Indeed, I
feel perhaps the great discovery which has eluded me for so long may
be within my grasp. And yet I must be cautious, for twice more have
I seen the figures in the night, me in silence from the confines of
the darkness. I discern their features, only that they are vaguely
human in shape, save for their which seem abnormally long and oddly
jointed. My native guides are becoming increasingly and skittish,
babbling incoherently about the guardians of the tombs... citing
from their ancestral past which speak of mysterious travellers who
came down from the in great silvern chariots drawn by steeds of flame.
At any rate, I have my trusted .45 calibre breech-loader
should these silent stalkers prove malign and ever to lay hold of me
in the night. I have at last translated the on the stone fragment I
unearthed amidst the ruins of Angkor Wat. To my astonishment, I found it
predated the construction of the temple by countless thousands of years,
and that it spoke of the same subject as did the I beheld on the
of the concealed chamber which I and Lord Blakiston discovered within the
Great Pyramid in Egypt. Successive examinations of the at Giza and
Karnak revealed further parallels too to be mere coincidence. The
pieces of this great cosmic puzzle are finally beginning to fall place...

[2 1893]
Yes, it is as I suspected. I have long felt the Sumerians of Mesapotamia
were among the peoples to attain elucidation concerning the dread matter
I pursue. My excavations at Lagash, Eridu, and most the ziggurats at
Ur, revealed truths which subsequent finds at Angkor, Egypt and
Sacsahuaman only serve to consolidate. I now that the Olmechs, the Aztecs
and the Mayans also undeniably key tendrils of this grand global web,
and the unnerving truth I felt compelled to deny now seems inexorably
to point to some grand and terrifying axiom.
It seems however, that the closer I to enlightenment, the greater the
danger becomes. Last night, one of our expedition's chief disappeared
without trace. His native compatriots could no tracks, nor offer any
evidence of his departure to suggest his superstitions had finally
him to abandon the party... the man seems simply to have vanished
inexplicably the oppressive, sweltering dark. In light of the
disappearance, I opted not to the group that during the darkling hours
before sunrise last night I had from my tent to behold what I perceived
to be three of the shadowy figures I have previously moving furtively
in the gloom, keeping ever just out of the radias of our campfire.
By the time I had brought my rifle to bear, they had melted into the
fathomless of the benighted jungle...

[10 1893]
The inscriptions on the tablet I discovered seem to be a piece of
some mysterious, perhaps apocryphal, larger work; evidently a lexicon of
description, undoubtedly of origin. The first section, as far as
I can discern, tells of an era thousands of years past when great
and advanced civilisations, apparently with the legendary foremost
amongst them, spanned the of the globe. The initial passage,
seemingly a celebration of Atlantis carved by a renowned chronicler
of the day, speaks