Luyện nghe bài hát The Promise of Fever

In the
with wind and storm
A black wrath of infinite math
Spat snarling into

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

And therein rose vast
to be seen
Fathered the plundered
Reflections of a

Fogging nightmare
For him place was set
With stars that absent, marred
All creation with

In the
Bewinged and ringed with
This Avatar, enthralled
Swansongs from those thronged this shore

With and Michael
He shone with intent
For loyalty, joy to see
Him the hymns to heaven

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

As nimbus gathered
Over spires
For Him that blazed holy praise
for a jealous God was meant

Shining
Lustrous scourge of fallen
in glory, flew
To in sacred altitudes

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

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

These waters secrets
Liked raped Russian
evil and good
Tore His soul for

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

Horror in numbers too great to
The rotting of worlds to the worm
And love a rare orchid so fragile in
Espied gasping under dark-sheeted moons

Shining
Reflected in a mirror
Climbing the noose
Of time in servitude

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

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

Those hid visions
butchers in war
Perverting the
Of blood evermore

In the
Skinned well with tones
Of countenance and
In measures sewn

A marbled arc of
to the morning star
Shared His pride and inside
chill shadows sweep their cards