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
whence I see no reason why

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

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

The smoke of Jerusalem burnin'
Six vices wrath

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 on his parade

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

Know that you shall die like
And the cries of your writhings rise
To please their Lord, so 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 darkened spur
The of war as judge and jury
And executioner

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

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

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