Luyện nghe bài hát The Epsilon Exordium

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

[23 September:
Upon extensive examination of the nefarious codex known as The Epsilon
Exordium, I my search may at last be drawing to a close. Indeed, I
that perhaps the great discovery which has eluded me for so long may
finally be within my grasp. And yet I must be cautious, for twice more
I seen the figures in the night, watching me in silence the confines of
the darkness. I cannot discern their features, that they are vaguely
human in shape, save for their arms which seem abnormally and oddly
jointed. My native are becoming increasingly agitated and skittish,
babbling incoherently about the guardians of the tombs... citing
from their past which speak of mysterious travellers who reputedly
came from the stars in great silvern chariots drawn by steeds of flame.
At any rate, I have my trusted Martini-Henry .45 calibre
should silent stalkers prove malign and ever deign to lay hold of me
in the night. I have at last translated the carvings on the fragment I
unearthed amidst the ruins of Wat. To my astonishment, I found that it
predated the construction of the itself by countless thousands of years,
and it spoke of the same subject as did the hieroglyphs I beheld on the
wall of the concealed chamber which I and Lord Blakiston discovered the
Pyramid in Egypt. Successive examinations of the edifices at Giza and
Karnak revealed further parallels too to be mere coincidence. The
pieces of this great cosmic are finally beginning to fall into place...

[2 1893]
Yes, it is as I suspected. I have long felt that the of Mesapotamia
were among the first peoples to attain elucidation concerning the dread
I pursue. My at Lagash, Eridu, and most notably the ziggurats at
Ur, have revealed truths which subsequent finds at Angkor, and
Sacsahuaman only serve to consolidate. I now know the Olmechs, the Aztecs
and the Mayans were also undeniably key of this grand global web,
and the unnerving truth I hitherto compelled to deny now seems inexorably
to point to some and terrifying universal axiom.
It seems however, the closer I come to enlightenment, the greater the
danger becomes. Last night, one of our chief guides disappeared
trace. His native compatriots could find no tracks, nor offer any
evidence of his departure to that his superstitions had finally
compelled him to abandon the party... the man seems simply to have
inexplicably the oppressive, sweltering dark. In light of the
disappearance, I not to inform the group that during the darkling hours
sunrise last night I had peered from my tent to behold what I perceived
to be three of the shadowy figures I previously described moving furtively
in the gloom, keeping ever out of the illuminatory radias of our campfire.
By the I had brought my rifle to bear, they had melted away into the
fathomless of the benighted jungle...

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