Luyện nghe bài hát X. Wrapped In Mystery

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

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

I to comprehend all thoughts of thine
Thou my bond
Oh, concubine
Who not wait to die
(Neither I)
Thou hast embodied of virtue
Which took
When wert slept
Nane could it till thy doom...

...Abducted thy attachment and spirited off.
Light in thy casements turned to deep dusk for I know
"Ye wad have glimpsed the outline of her in the Scotch
She wrapped in mystery so did she not e'er

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

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

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

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

essence
Diabolo he was
He's monster in the flesh
Strikes in weak corpse of
in weak mind of yours
Penetrating all thoughts
essence
Diabolo he was
Hark!

"So I remained looking at the phantom
For a minute to make out
How it appear... What it wants to speak to me
and nonsense! It's absolutely mute!"

He's to be eyes -
What are you to
to be your ears -
What are you to
is nothing to be done but to serve him!
If you do not mind so to do!

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

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

It takes during the night
When ye tend to off the lights
Wrapped in askance she looks at thee
the conformity!

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

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