Luyện nghe bài hát X. Wrapped In Mystery

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

"So I remained looking thoughtfully at the humble
For a trying to make out
What's been hidden there for
What it to speak to me
and nonsense!
It's absolutely mute so it is of bones,
And worms,
And brown in rotten rags"

I used to all thoughts of thine
wert my bond
Oh, devil's
Who could not to die
(Neither I)
Thou hast embodied grandeur of
Which event
When thou wert
Nane could perceive it thy doom...

...Abducted thy and spirited thee off.
Light in thy turned to deep dusk for aught I know
"Ye wad have glimpsed the outline of her in the mist
She wrapped in mystery so did she not e'er

It takes place the night
When ye tend to off the lights
Wrapped in mystery askance she looks at
the conformity!

Thou deplore the bones of thine for aye
As as corpse decay
Ghost hath to fade
the senseless corpse -
The senseless of thine
into oblivion!"
Nane annoy its rest
shalt annoy its rest
Nane turn that soil to annoy!

Do let's jog as feasts
With cunning it us all
All sincere senses are to
its burden

Ah, meanwhile it strides corpses
Only is to survive
The phrases can't describe
All of...

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

"So I remained thoughtfully at the phantom
For a minute to make out
How it could appear... What it to speak to me
and nonsense! It's absolutely 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!

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

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

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

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

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