Luyện nghe bài hát The Promise of Fever

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

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

And rose vast wonders
Affections to be
from the plundered
Reflections of a

Fogging into
For him whose was set
With wayward stars that absent,
All creation their

In the
Bewinged and with dawn
favoured Avatar, enthralled
Swansongs from those that this shore

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

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

As grinnning nimbus
Over spires
For Him that with holy praise
That for a God was meant

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

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

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

These waters secrets
Liked raped dolls
Wherein and good
Tore His soul for

And drunk with the verse of desire's words
The of the universe
in rehearsed

Horror in numbers too great to
The of worlds to the conqueror worm
And love a rare orchid so in bloom
Espied gasping breath under dark-sheeted

Feriluce
Reflected in a jaded
from the noose
Of in divine servitude

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

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 blood evermore

In the
Skinned with gibbous tones
Of countenance and
In equal measures

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