Luyện nghe bài hát X. Wrapped In Mystery

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

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

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

...Abducted thy attachment and spirited off.
Light in thy casements turned to deep for aught I know
"Ye wad have glimpsed the outline of her in the Scotch
She wrapped in mystery so did she not exist?

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

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

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

Ah, meanwhile it strides o'er
Only ghost is to
The tedious phrases describe
All of...

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

"So I remained thoughtfully at the phantom
For a trying to make out
How it appear... What it wants to speak to me
Stuff and nonsense! absolutely mute!"

He's to be eyes -
are you to see?
He's to be your -
What are you to
is nothing to be done but to serve him!
If you do not mind so to do!

Methought thou 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 the same way
of suicide!

Stormy night sways cross
any screed or remorse
Wrapped in mystery shalt beget thy sigh
Thy screech"Wha am I"?

It takes place the night
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 to cease the dream of mine

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