Luyện nghe bài hát X. Wrapped In Mystery

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

"So I remained looking thoughtfully at the humble
For a minute trying to 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 remains in rotten rags"

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

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

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

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

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

Ah, meanwhile it o'er corpses
Only ghost is to
The phrases can't describe
All of...

essence
Diabolo he was
He's monster in the flesh
in weak corpse of yours
Strikes in weak mind of
Penetrating all your
essence
Diabolo he was
Hark!

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

to be your eyes -
What are you to
He's to be ears -
What are you to
There is nothing to be done but to him!
If you do not so you're to do!

Methought thou departed
Methought thou'd 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 wooden cross
Without any screed or
Wrapped in mystery thou beget thy sigh
Thy screech"Wha am I"?

It takes place during the
When ye tend to turn off the
in mystery 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