Luyện nghe bài hát The Promise of Fever

In the
Rimmed with and storm
A great black of infinite math
Spat snarling form

And was heaven
Lit up with precious
Each one could fall but for the
Of faith and and stronger thrones

And therein rose vast
Affections to be
Fathered from the
of a dream

Fogging nightmare
For him whose was set
With wayward stars that absent,
All with their

In the
Bewinged and ringed with
favoured Avatar, enthralled
Swansongs from those that thronged this

Gabriel and Michael
He shone with fierce
For loyalty, joy to see
Him the hymns to heaven

the sculptured lips of seraphim
Whom fate then cruelly
sleight-fingered strains of harmony
Each note to grim

As grinnning gathered
spires arabesque
For Him that blazed with praise
That for a jealous God was

Shining
Lustrous scourge of spirits
Basked in glory,
To in sacred altitudes

Sweet haunting music the breeze
With tongues that lapped His lead
As through mountain mist
He wandered cursed thoughts adrift

He paused to draught forbidden
That whispered siren
To drown His
For sports

These held secrets
Liked Russian dolls
evil and good
Tore His soul for

And drunk with the verse of desire's first
The weight of the
Slunk in

Horror in numbers too great to
The rotting of to the conqueror worm
And love a rare orchid so in bloom
Espied gasping breath under moons

Shining
Reflected in a jaded
Climbing the noose
Of time in divine

And thus a strange new
Of will and wanton
by the veiled, seen
Danced from His ashen

In red dawn scores, the scream
Of truth and Her scenes
Was up as far it seemed
As God His eclipsed

Those hid visions
Like in war
the course
Of life's blood

In the
well with gibbous tones
Of and ignorance
In equal measures

A arc of Angels
to the morning star
Shared His and deep inside
Felt chill shadows sweep their