Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

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

Weary what might have been ages
Still with my mind at peace
Would I prosper or fall, the past
The lapse of the took it's turn

I was and tainted, devoid 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 in my eyes
All the faces away
And all would at my demise

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

in ashes
I pledge to no one
Seethed and
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
the mist for now
Melinda is the reason why I've

She is drops over the pyre
A thistle in my
Stained and torn, and brown
shell with kindred innocence

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

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