Luyện nghe bài hát The Prize Of Beauty

I turn
Turn my unto you
What I do

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

the prize of beauty
Image of
Divine like no
Kiss the poison

Flamed the sun
Lives undone
soft as snow
Souls and won

An opiate drugged
Beds of shapeless
Cries all
of filthy lust

Lair of
of sorrow, never fails
Our lives are
Hold fast my

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

my mind
For once my Lord please me
in you

She the day in her name
Over you and me
We to be, be ourselves
to her and all her war

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

The milk of woman up my
Branching and lonely heart
Trembling children, she
And gives to her art

April sheds
Her rain
Glory be, we may again

Truly, my will perish within her
Truly, as always I cannot her
Cruelly she keeps me to her
Forever to day