Luyện nghe bài hát The Promise of Fever

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

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

And rose vast wonders
to be seen
Fathered from the
of a dream

Fogging into
For him whose was set
With wayward that absent, marred
All creation with

In the
Bewinged and ringed dawn
This Avatar, enthralled
Swansongs from those that 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 cruelly rent
Wtih sleight-fingered of harmony
Each note to grim

As grinnning nimbus
Over arabesque
For Him that with holy praise
for a jealous God was meant

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

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

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

These waters held
Liked raped Russian
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 rotting of to the conqueror worm
And love a rare orchid so fragile in
Espied gasping breath dark-sheeted moons

Shining
Reflected in a jaded
Climbing from the
Of time in servitude

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

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

Those waters hid
butchers in war
Perverting the
Of life's blood

In the
Skinned well with gibbous
Of and ignorance
In equal sewn

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