Luyện nghe bài hát Umbra

Seconde
We entered the of darkness.
And in the of light,
The Seventh Angel poured his vial the air.
Embosomed in my Temple is a statue of life.
Sweet umberbird, lighten her eyes she sleeps the sleep of death,
For she has the Face of God and her life must be preserved.
We met Luvadea, of mine,
And crowned her emeralds and innocence.
But she was the cobalt raiment of the Angel of Death.
Your bloodstained hair me in a sea of snakes,
A sun of amaranths,
With rays crawling on the of Tears.
Adorn me in your torpid
And forgive me if I wake this dormant smile in your eyes.
The Cyllenian god did my sweet music forlorn.
Elohim, Sabaoth, Elo Shadda, Adona,
When the Sun silent,
I will lay my down,
For the of my Temple is a parchment of blood.
Even has fled from me.
I have the Face of God
And yet my life has preserved.
The Bride of the poured herself into me.
And Despair on us,
As if we had entered the of darkness...