Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

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

Weary from might have been ages
Still calm with my mind at
Would I or fall, drain the past
The of the moment took it's turn

I was foul and tainted, devoid of
my death mask at birth
The of God, decrepit and thin
Cold and then nothing

I was away from my plight
A treason to the crowd
Branded a Jonah with fevered
Ungodly freak,

Pale touch, in the embers
Damp mud in my eyes
All the faces turned
And all would sneer at my

Outcast with dogmas forged
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
and spiteful
All shudder at the call of my
If you'll bear with me, you'll of me

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

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

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

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