Luyện nghe bài hát The Smoke of Her Burning

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

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

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

The chokin' of Jerusalem burnin'
Six become wrath

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

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

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

Angels, with burnished wings
loyal, kiss the seal
Bent on and harrowing
Promise

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

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

Drink the of my fury
Those darkened spur
The brink of war as and jury
And rapist

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

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

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