Luyện nghe bài hát The Sire of Sorrow

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

Once I was
I was like the rain
Like for the blind
Like feet for the
heard my words
And they sought out my
But now the of Shadowland
Flick brooms at me
Oh, you tireless
What have I to you?
That you everything I dread and everything I fear
Come (Man is the sire of sorrow)

I've lost all for life
I'm all
me why do you starve the faithful?
Why do you crucify the
And you let the wicked
You let their children frisk like
And my loves are or dying
Or don't come near
(We don't your chastening
God is you)

Oh, and who comes
To my deep distress
Oh, these physicians
carelessness!
(Oh all ranting, all this wind
our ears with trash)
Breathtaking
insult to injury!
They blaming and shaming (Evil doer)
And me
(This vain man wishes to wise
A man of asses)
Oh you watcher!
What have I to you?
That you make everything I dread and I fear
Come

(We don't despise chastening)

on a bed of sighs and screams
And still you torture me visions
You give me dreams!
Better I was from the womb straight to the grave
I see the waiting, they're leaning on their spades

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