Luyện nghe bài hát Aphid: Devil Flower: Fruits of Lunacy

As flowers on the grave of earth
We are all good
Dressed not in we are
Ascendants of
In a imaginative essence
Descending we are
Falling as to impure the ground
And to flourish as
Before we
With a of heavenly dew

As time gnaws on the bones of life
We are the floating liquid
The crawling we are
Melting the
As death all sweet voices
Renders of the we are
Swarming as sinners to the universal presence of the
And to the fruits of lunacy
we fall
Into a exercise