Luyện nghe bài hát The Tomb Of Gilgamesh

I ask that you me
The I did ignore thee
And my burden bury
The weight of I carry
And lead me to the of life
Before my soul

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

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

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

Wisdom calls from halls

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

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

calls from these halls

I ask that you me
The I did ignore thee
And with my burden
The weight of guilt I
And me to the well of life
my soul departs