Luyện nghe bài hát The Sire of Sorrow

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

Once I was
I was like the rain
Like for the blind
feet for the lame
Kings heard my
And sought out my company
But now the janitors of
Flick brooms at me
Oh, you watcher
What have I done to
That you make I dread and everything I fear
Come true? (Man is the of sorrow)

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

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

(We don't your chastening)

Already on a bed of and screams
And you torture me with visions
You me terrifying dreams!
Better I was carried the womb straight to the grave
I see the diggers waiting, leaning on their spades

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