Luyện nghe bài hát The Smoke of Her Burning

Earth and sea from my screams
As I climb into the
sins towered Heaven high for me
From I see no reason why

I not smite with vengeance
And thieves down from paradise
For storms before were as nothing
Than a breeze next to night

I am Methuselah of the
The moon come to harm
A of stars, shaken from their station

The chokin' smoke of burnin'
Six vices wrath

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

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

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

Angels, clawed with burnished
loyal, kiss the seal
Bent on and harrowing
overkill

Know that you shall die whores
And the cries of your shall rise
To please their Lord, so before the
with me in slaughter

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

the pouring of my fury
Those darkened waters
The brink of war as judge and
And rapist

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

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

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