Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

The sigh of upon my return
Fifteen alike I was here
Bathed in deep fog, my trail
the first morning rays

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

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

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

Pale touch, writhing in the
mud burning in my eyes
All the faces turned
And all sneer at my demise

with dogmas forged below
Seared and beaten, banished from I was born
No mercy help me on my way
In the pouring rain is the same

in ashes
I myself to no one
Seethed and
All at the call of my name
If you'll bear with me, fear of me

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

She is water over the pyre
A in my hands
and torn, aged and brown
Virtuous shell kindred innocence

I awoke from the
Passing swiftly through the
is here, waters stir
And in the distance all was lost

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