Luyện nghe bài hát Une Saison En Enfer

What are his nets traps how he surround him.
with cold of abstraction and with forests of solitude
to build him castles and spires.
Where kings and may dwell
till she who burns with and no fixet lot.
is bound.. in a of law to one she loaths?
And she drag the chain... of life in weary lust?

"Must chilling thoughts
the clear heaven of her eternal spring?
To bear to rage of harsh terror driv'n... to madness"

Bound to hold a rod her shrinking shoulders
all the day and all the night to the whell of false desire
and longings wake her womb.

To the ahborred birth of
in the human form that live a an die.
A and are no more
till child with one he hates, and do the deed he loathes.

And the impure forge his seed
its unripe birth e'er yet his can behold the arrows... of the day