Luyện nghe bài hát Moor

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

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

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

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

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

Outcast with dogmas forged
Seared and beaten, banished from where I was
No would help me on my way
In the rain nothing is the same

Vows in
I myself to no one
and spiteful
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 come

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

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

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