Luyện nghe bài hát Cantos

["I'll write the of the world"]

In cryogenic I lost my sense, I lost my soul
Experiencing craziness has made my turn cold
For and more, I've searched my head for perfect words
I'll my chance or live forever in a world of hurt

Impalement on a tree of thorns is an option
I need the to write my cantos without interruption
The trinity is split, parts roaming through time and space
And Empathy is to be out of its hiding place

I'll face the pain open mind,
Coz' otherwise I'd die
The perfect irony in my
I know the to the future,
Now is to be by us
The seven of mankind

On the of suicide the butchery began
And writting came back to me again
The disappearance of my had ceased with all the killing
The cantos only lived all the blood the Beast was spilling
My poem bruned, destroyed in desperate screams of
And so, i'll find my inspiration on the shining

I'll face the with open mind,
Coz' otherwise I'd die
The perfect in my life
I know the to the future,
Now is to be by us
The seven pilgrims of

"With ashes to the sky
I the reason why"