Luyện nghe bài hát Buttersnips

Flesh of the deny
and grieve
Beseeching to no
Myth strikes our

Human
Jaded by it's
Feeding, a manifest of the shadow
the absolute

Crashing
their eyes
One can see
Fear
Weakened by minds
Caught in
Don't
All see
Vacant
Shaping

In this moment we cannot deny we are
a memory on turning wings
And a way to ascension

Pray, you just weep

Wait for a to grow
folds
The falling of
The darkness

Repose our numbers
with a taste
Transposed of being
Lost the frame, end of days

This time all memories

In time all sense of life


All shall return to the sand through
We cycle

Savior
Never
to me