Luyện nghe bài hát The Prize Of Beauty

I cannot
Turn my life you
What I do

A storm of ebony
A hail of
as a God
Wild and

Given the of beauty
of wretchedness
Divine no other
Kiss the breast

like the sun
Lives made
Words as snow
Souls and won

An opiate haze
Beds of shapeless
all night
Dreams of lust

of hopelessness
Mires of sorrow, fails
Our lives are
Hold fast my

She for me in my dreams
Every night brings
my day, haunts my wake
Oh, my can't you feel her grow inside of me

my mind
For once my Lord please me
in you

She claims the day in her
Over you and me
We dare to be, be
to her and all her war

She our way
And the day
From my
It is her way

The milk of woman up my
Branching veins and heart
children, she adores
And flight to her art

When April
Her fitful
be, we may live again

Truly, my will perish within her
Truly, as I cannot forgive her
Cruelly she me near to her
to this day