Luyện nghe bài hát The Promised Future Aeons

Erotic and dreamlike, in its mortal disguise
A ritual in the ruined garden theater
The painted angels, high above
they gathered to worship at the picture of me

Like a whisper there are no words
the perplexed, the statue of might
In the cradle of the generation
A spiraling ruin, lost in the dust

The faces, you saw in the withering
I witnessed the flickering, to look like stone
Quivering like little figures, lost in broken
Never to forget again the names carved in horrid

words drawn in water become our legacy of fantasies

Burn the
So unexpected in this deserted place
Once opened, its secrets would the world
Its attributes would continue to unfold

the fabric of the promised future aeons
I offer this suffering of mu father

And the stars did wander, separated in the forbidden