Luyện nghe bài hát The Tomb Of Gilgamesh

I ask you return me
The I did ignore thee
And with my burden
The of guilt I carry
And me to the well of life
Before my departs

Now I so clearly see how I murdered me
And I cannot fake what I to make of myself - a God
Please me

The halls of eriudite teeming with the self deified
Cloaked in habiliments
No to strive for holiness
When beauty dies she leaves behind the scars of dreams abandoned ago

Where myriad wonders repelled the onslaught of decay
Now given to the manifold miseries of mortal
And out of joy is sorrow the stained white halls are now forlorn

Wisdom from these halls

Now I so clearly see how I have murdered me and I cannot fake - heal
me

So very wise in their own
The world's great will one day find
That for life they studied, worked, and
But in wisdom by man alone that a high IQ with low regard
Will be and from heaven barred

Wisdom calls from these

I ask that you me
The years I did ignore
And with my bury
The weight of guilt I
And lead me to the well of
Before my departs