Luyện nghe bài hát Apocalyptic Dance

(music by bartsch - 93)
(poems by - october 93)
In of my dark bowel
a yell after
bequeaths a trace of destruction
to my
Uneven throbbing
streams raised melancholy
through twisted
of my grief
In the black
of my mental
the deliverance
in of a godless dusk
The ancient
grasps stony miming
into the cradle of
and severs the blood stained
But it seems to me
the lightbringer
spreads a shining
over the being
of an owl which died in
As the rock in me bursts
the round dance of the
grows up in my