Luyện nghe bài hát The Sire of Sorrow

Let me
Let me spit out my
Born of grief and nights without
And flesh
Do you eyes?
Can you see like sees?
Why have you soured and me?
Oh, you watcher
What have I done to
That you make everything I and everything I fear
true

Once I was
I was like the rain
Like for the blind
feet for the lame
Kings my words
And they sought out my
But now the of Shadowland
Flick their at me
Oh, you tireless
What I done to you?
That you make everything I and everything I fear
true? (Man is the sire of sorrow)

I've lost all taste for
I'm all
Tell me why do you the faithful?
Why do you the saints?
And you let the prosper
You let their children like deer
And my loves are dead or
Or they don't near
(We don't despise chastening
God is you)

Oh, and look who
To counsel my distress
Oh, these physicians
carelessness!
(Oh all this ranting, all this
Filling our with trash)
Breathtaking
Adding to injury!
They come and shaming (Evil doer)
And me
(This vain man to seem wise
A man of asses)
Oh you watcher!
What I done to you?
That you make everything I and everything I fear
Come

(We despise your chastening)

Already on a bed of sighs and
And still you torture me visions
You give me dreams!
I was carried from the womb straight to the grave
I see the diggers waiting, leaning on their spades

(Man is the sire of
as the sparks ascend)
Where is
you're wondering what went wrong?
Why give me light and then dark without a dawn?
(Evil is in your mouth
Hiding your tongue)
Show face!
(What a long from grace)
me understand!
What is the reason for your hand?
(You're in shadows
You no name now)
Was it the of my youth?
What have I done to
That you make everything I dread and everything I
true?
(Oh guilt must weigh so greatly)
Everything I dread and everything I fear true
(Man is the of sorrow)
Oh, you make everything I and everything I fear come true