Luyện nghe bài hát Cassiopeia To Unravel

Parched thirst am I
And
with hunger am I
And

How swiftly time has past in
Though broken hours I have near
Time has its hammer upon me
Driven deeper the of fate in me

This my I shall bequeath
the threads (which lie) underneath

Seasons by the lake
This pergament skin for to take
In which to draw faces still
Awaken emotionless

Harken! the machines grind teeth
Serrated, clawing
Technology, machinery, observatorium of
No place-for estheticism

This our heritage we bequeath
Caugh the web we weave beneath

The Dystopians right
The new dawn heralds night
And the sun does shine no
With the flickering life-flames

Edenfall-winter among the
beckons from horizons far
This my constellation I shall
Sear the flesh of in me