Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

The sigh of summer upon my
Fifteen alike I was here
Bathed in fog, blurring my trail
Snuffing the first morning

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

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

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

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

Outcast dogmas forged below
Seared and beaten, from where 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 shudder at the call of my
If you'll bear with me, fear of me

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

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

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

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