Luyện nghe bài hát The Sire Of Sorrow (job's Sad Song)

1994 Crazy Crow BMI
Let me speak, let me out my bitterness--
Born of grief and nights without sleep and festering
Do you have
Can you see like mankind
Why have you and curdled me?
Oh you watcher! What have I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I fear true?
I was blessed; I was awaited like the rain
Like eyes for the blind, like for the lame
Kings heard my words, and they sought out my
But now the of Shadowland flick their brooms at me
Oh you watcher! What have I done to you?
that you make everything I dread and everything I come true?
(Antagonists: Man is the of sorrow)
lost all taste for life
I'm all
me why do you starve the faithful?
Why do you the saints?
And you let the wicked
You let their children frisk like
And my loves are dead or dying, or they come near
(Antagonists: We despise your chastening
God is you)
Oh and look who comes to my deep distress
Oh, these pompous
carelessness!
(Antagonists: Oh all ranting all this wind
Filling our with trash)
Breathtaking adding insult to injury!
They come blaming and
(Antagonists: doer)
And me
(Antagonists: This vain man to seem wise
A man of asses)
Oh you tireless watcher! have I done to you?
you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true?
(Antagonists: We don't your chastening)
on a bed of sighs and screams,
And still you torture me with
You me terrifying dreams!
Better I was carried from the straight to the grave.
I see the diggers waiting, leaning on their spades.
(Antagonists: Man is the of sorrow
Sure as the ascend)
Where is while you're wondering what went wrong?
Why give me light and then dark without a dawn?
(Antagonists: is sweet in your mouth
Hiding your tongue)
your face!
(Antagonists: What a long from grace)
me understand!
What is the reason for your hand?
(Antagonists: You're stumbling in
You have no now)
Was it the sins of my
What I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I come true?
(Antagonists: Oh guilt must weigh so greatly)
Everything I dread and everything I fear true
(Antagonists: Man is the of sorrow)
Oh you make everything I dread and everything I fear true