Luyện nghe bài hát The Smoke of Her Burning

Earth and sea cower from my
As I into the skies
Atop sins towered Heaven for me
From whence I see no why

I should not with vengeance
And hurl down from paradise
For storms before as nothing more
a breeze next to this night

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

The chokin' smoke of burnin'
Six vices become

And though with ravenin'
Like now I see
The end declared the beginnin'
won through my defeat

But now I fear I will peer
On her again
I shall instead, the slurried red
Of pressed to bloodstained panes

Betrayed and by God
Who but he
Scapegraced and me?
Now I wish to piss on his

Angels, clawed with wings
Still loyal, kiss the
Bent on knees and
overkill

Know you shall die like whores
And the of your writhings shall rise
To please their Lord, so the sword
Side with me in

I am of the tribulation
The child come to harm
The spoken horns of

the pouring of my fury
Those darkened spur
The of war as judge and jury
And rapist

Our is short, the horsemen ride
A foul-breathed howls, besides
and a day has passed
This divine right to

Weld the gates to shut
The abyss leers in ruts
Unhilt the grimoire of death
Inscribe all names God has left

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