Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

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

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

I was foul and tainted, of faith
Wearing my death mask at
The hands of God, and thin
Cold and then nothing

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

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

Outcast with dogmas below
Seared and beaten, from where I was born
No mercy would me on my way
In the rain nothing is the same

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

There is no in these eyes
For any of you but one
the mist for now
Melinda is the reason why come

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

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

If you'll with me
fear of me
You'd leave me to
A with you