Luyện nghe bài hát Wrapped In Mystery

(In fifth chamber were forms, which cast the metals into the expanse)

"So I remained thoughtfully at the humble grave
For a minute to make out
been hidden there for years
hat it wants to to me
and nonsense!
It's absolutely mute so it is of bones,
And worms,
And brown remains in rags"

I used to comprehend all of thine
wert my bond
Oh, devil's
Who not wait to die
(Neither I)
hast embodied grandeur of virtue
Which took
When wert slept
Nane could it till thy doom...

...Abducted thy attachment and thee off.
in thy casements turned to deep dusk for aught I know
"Ye wad have glimpsed the of her in the Scotch mist
She in mystery so did she not e'er exist?

It place during the night
When ye to turn off the lights
in mystery askance she looks at thee
the conformity!

Thou can't the bones of thine for aye
As as corpse decay
Ghost hath to fade
Evince the corpse -
The corpse of thine
into oblivion!"
Nane annoy its rest
Nane annoy its rest
Nane shalt turn soil to annoy!

Do let's jog as frenzy
With it affects us all
All senses are to fall
Under its

Ah, meanwhile it strides o'er
Only is to survive
The tedious can't describe
All of...

Never-ending
Diabolo he was
He's monster in the mortal
Strikes in corpse of yours
in weak mind of yours
Penetrating all your
Never-ending
he was named
Hark!

"So I remained looking at the phantom
For a minute to make out
How it appear... What it wants to speak to me
Stuff and nonsense! It's mute!"

He's to be your -
What are you to
He's to be ears -
are you to hear?
There is to be done but to serve him!
If you do not so you're to do!

thou wert departed
Methought thou'd without any explanation
Utterly I was that I wad ne'er hae seen
The"subject of my pride"
got to wear the same way
of suicide!

Stormy night sways wooden
Without any or remorse
in mystery thou shalt beget thy sigh
Thy screech"Wha am I"?

It takes place during the
When ye tend to turn off the
Wrapped in askance she looks at thee
the conformity!

When I close my I see
Only dead of entirely... So dark
I am afraid to the dream of mine

So you ought to the lie
Believe in or you may die
Believe in cavalcade of