Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

The sigh of summer upon my
alike since I was here
Bathed in deep fog, blurring my
the first morning rays

Weary from what might have been
Still calm with my at peace
Would I prosper or fall, drain the
The lapse of the moment it's turn

I was and tainted, devoid of faith
Wearing my death at birth
The hands of God, decrepit and
Cold caress and nothing

I was away from my plight
A bestowed to the crowd
Branded a Jonah fevered blood
freak, defiler

Pale touch, writhing in the
Damp mud burning in my
All the turned away
And all would at my demise

Outcast dogmas forged below
Seared and beaten, banished from I was born
No would help me on my way
In the pouring rain nothing is the

Vows in
I pledge to no one
and spiteful
All shudder at the call of my
If you'll bear me, you'll fear of me

There is no forgiveness in these
For any of you but one
Dispel the for now
is the reason why I've come

She is water drops the pyre
A in my hands
Stained and torn, and brown
shell with kindred innocence

I from the miasma
Passing through the moor
This is here, waters
And in the distance all was lost

If you'll bear me
You'll of me
You'd never me to
A with you