Luyện nghe bài hát The Smoke of Her Burning

Earth and sea cower my screams
As I into the skies
Atop towered Heaven high for me
whence I see no reason why

I should not smite with
And hurl thieves from paradise
For storms before were as more
a breeze next to this night

I am of the tribulation
The child come to harm
A riot of stars, shaken from station

The chokin' smoke of Jerusalem
Six become wrath

And half-blind with ravenin'
Like now I see
The end from the beginnin'
Love won through my

But now I fear I will never
On her radiance
I shall instead, the slurried red
Of pressed to bloodstained panes

and played by God
Who but he
and goated me?
Now I wish to piss on his

Angels, clawed burnished wings
Still loyal, the seal
on knees and harrowing
Promise

Know you shall die like whores
And the cries of writhings shall rise
To their Lord, so before the sword
with me in slaughter

I am of the tribulation
The moon come to harm
The spoken of desolation

the pouring of my fury
Those waters spur
The brink of war as judge and
And executioner

Our time is short, the horsemen
A foul-breathed chorea howls,
Damnation and a day has
This divine to genocide

Weld the gates to Heaven
The abyss in hissing ruts
Unhilt the black of death
Inscribe all names that God has

I the drams of nymphs and men
But now the nightmares, come
Now the nightmares come