Luyện nghe bài hát Umbra

Seconde
We the heart of darkness.
And in the of light,
The Seventh Angel poured his into the air.
Embosomed in my is a statue bereft of life.
Sweet umberbird, lighten her lest she sleeps the sleep of death,
For she has seen the of God and her life must be preserved.
We met Luvadea, of mine,
And her with emeralds and innocence.
But she was wearing the raiment of the Angel of Death.
Your hair sears me in a sea of snakes,
A sun of amaranths,
With rays crawling on the of Tears.
Adorn me in your Temple
And me if I cannot wake this dormant smile in your eyes.
The Cyllenian god did love my music forlorn.
Elohim, Sabaoth, Elo Shadda, Adona,
the Sun remains silent,
I lay my angels down,
For the Arch of my is a parchment of blood.
Even Death has from me.
I have the Face of God
And yet my has been preserved.
The Bride of the Lamb poured herself me.
And Despair on us,
As if we had the heart of darkness...