Luyện nghe bài hát Wanderer

In craving for the sight
I possess the privilege of
motion of perpetual unrest
never ending search for the ring

where you're a dweller
are sacredness belief
ecstasy of purifying
once mortal flesh now

"worship me you loathsome
is the unholy one
wolflike of bearsome mind
ecstasy beyond serpent tongues"

men of saturated age
praise tradition of faith
I never the wolf off me
never forsake the lion

In craving for the sight
I possess the privilege of
motion of perpetual unrest
never search for the innermost ring

realms where you're a
are sacredness beyond
of purifying flame
once flesh now divine

It's the ring of the
and I'm
howling with brother
to Sirius and
drawn in the velvet of skies
in the sign of

We'll all pass the gate
on the golden ring of
On a journey to a Mother
to the shores of sea
to the water that once to be