Luyện nghe bài hát The Epsilon Exordium

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

[23 1893]
Upon extensive of the nefarious arcane codex known as The Epsilon
Exordium, I my search may at last be drawing to a close. Indeed, I
feel that perhaps the great which has eluded me for so long may
finally be within my grasp. And yet I must be cautious, for more have
I seen the in the night, watching me in silence from the confines of
the darkness. I cannot discern their features, 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
their ancestral past which speak of mysterious travellers who reputedly
came down from the stars in great silvern drawn by steeds of flame.
At any rate, I have my trusted Martini-Henry .45 calibre
should these silent stalkers prove malign and deign to lay hold of me
in the night. I have at last translated the carvings on the fragment I
amidst the ruins of Angkor Wat. To my astonishment, I found that it
predated the construction of the temple itself by countless of years,
and that it spoke of the same subject as did the I beheld on the
wall of the chamber which I and Lord Blakiston discovered within the
Great Pyramid in Egypt. Successive examinations of the at Giza and
Karnak further parallels too precise to be mere coincidence. The
pieces of this cosmic puzzle are finally beginning to fall into place...

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

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