Luyện nghe bài hát ...and I Lust

Wandering aimlessly dead filled fields
Rewards are just. who knows what yields?

By the golden of dusk
and the sun low in our sky
By the haunting of trees
and graves, am I

Searching deep inside trying to reach my
I see a face stare back at me... oh, so

By the golden of dusk
and the sun low in our sky
By the haunting shadows of
and graves, am I

Those whispering shades... sad, glades
Pain is a far away land, misery, a journey...

...and I lust for (judgement)