Luyện nghe bài hát The Sire of Sorrow

Let me
Let me out my bitterness
Born of grief and without sleep
And festering
Do you have
Can you see mankind sees?
Why you soured and curdled me?
Oh, you watcher
What have I to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I
Come

I was blessed
I was awaited the rain
Like eyes for the
feet for the lame
Kings my words
And they sought out my
But now the of Shadowland
their brooms at me
Oh, you tireless
have I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I
Come true? (Man is the of sorrow)

I've all taste for life
I'm all
Tell me why do you the faithful?
Why do you the saints?
And you let the wicked
You let children frisk like deer
And my are dead or dying
Or they come near
(We despise your chastening
God is you)

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

(We don't your chastening)

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

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