Luyện nghe bài hát The Promise of Fever

In the
Rimmed wind and storm
A great black wrath of math
snarling into form

And was heaven
Lit up with stones
one could fall but for the rule
Of faith and love and thrones

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

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

In the
Bewinged and ringed dawn
This favoured Avatar,
Swansongs from those that thronged this

With Gabriel and
He with fierce intent
For loyalty, joy to see
Him spur the to heaven

From the lips of seraphim
Whom fate cruelly rent
Wtih strains of harmony
Each note to portent

As grinnning gathered
spires arabesque
For Him blazed with holy praise
for a jealous God was meant

Shining
Lustrous of fallen spirits
in glory, flew
To lakes in sacred

haunting music swathed the breeze
With curling tongues lapped His lead
As through thick mist
He cursed with thoughts adrift

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

These waters held
Liked raped dolls
Wherein and good
His soul for control

And drunk the verse of desire's first words
The weight of the
in rehearsed

Horror in too great to discern
The of worlds to the conqueror worm
And love a orchid so fragile in bloom
Espied breath under dark-sheeted moons

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

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

In red scores, the silver scream
Of and Her deleted scenes
Was taken up as far it
As God His eclipsed

waters hid visions
Like in war
the course
Of life's evermore

In the
Skinned with gibbous tones
Of and ignorance
In measures sewn

A arc of Angels
Sworn to the star
His pride and deep inside
Felt shadows sweep their cards