Luyện nghe bài hát The Smoke of Her Burning

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

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

I am of the tribulation
The moon child come to
A riot of stars, shaken their station

The smoke of Jerusalem burnin'
Six become wrath

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

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

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

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

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

I am Methuselah of the
The moon child come to
The spoken horns of

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

Our is short, the horsemen ride
A chorea howls, besides
Damnation and a day has
This right to genocide

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

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