Luyện nghe bài hát The Promise of Fever

In the
Rimmed with wind and
A black wrath of infinite math
Spat into form

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

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

Fogging into
For him whose was set
With stars that absent, marred
All with their

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

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

the sculptured lips of seraphim
Whom then cruelly rent
Wtih sleight-fingered of harmony
note to grim portent

As grinnning gathered
Over arabesque
For Him that blazed with praise
for a jealous God was meant

Shining
Lustrous scourge of fallen
Basked in glory,
To lakes in altitudes

haunting music swathed the breeze
With curling that lapped His lead
As thick mountain mist
He wandered cursed thoughts adrift

He paused to forbidden streams
That whispered siren
To His thirst
For sports

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

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

in numbers too great to discern
The rotting of worlds to the conqueror
And love a rare so fragile in bloom
Espied gasping breath under dark-sheeted

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

And thus a new melody
Of and wanton fantasies
Whetted by the veiled,
from His ashen lips

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

Those waters hid
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 pride and inside
Felt shadows sweep their cards