Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

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

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

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

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

Pale touch, writhing in the
Damp mud in my eyes
All the turned away
And all sneer at my demise

Outcast with dogmas forged
Seared and beaten, banished from where I was
No mercy would me on my way
In the rain nothing 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, you'll of me

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

She is water drops over the
A in my hands
Stained and torn, and brown
Virtuous shell with kindred

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

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