Luyện nghe bài hát The Underworld

Standing all in the middle of a promised land.
is it, where is it, beyond the moon, behind the sun.
Always in the middle, in the of nothingness.
Remember, cross the of thorns with a pure heart.
not, all true gods carry horns,
they will throw your eyes the deepest well.
your sight, gain another.
Seek the fear, the deepest pain,
a secret of every earthly mother.
"Here bigynneth the knyghtes unveil".
Every earring, her clothes and more fall.
Behold son for mystery.
Look, the world is falling her.
The old man says you're here, you're at last,
like a you sat midst the circle
by the thick black smoke.
Always the wind of wings.
"You're here, bigynneth everything".