Luyện nghe bài hát X. Wrapped In Mystery

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

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

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

...Abducted thy attachment and spirited 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 mystery so did she not e'er

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

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

Do jog as frenzy feasts
With cunning it us all
All sincere are to fall
Under its

Ah, it strides o'er corpses
ghost is to survive
The tedious phrases can't
All of...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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