Luyện nghe bài hát Crown The Lost

True in fiction
Dominate the
to choose the way of death
Fall on knees and creep

Die with no
to different views
For all reasons
To die for and to
Ain't strong
To be in a lifetime

Paralysed and
out of the dust
Out of ruins
Shrouded under and tears
Crown the
the dead
Run in
Through the curse of
Do you see that matters

If there's a god - out
A cause of - and beauty
If we face to grace - naked and bare
Like a of pain and cruelty

If there's a higher - anywhere
I am the
is a tree without roots
No more a thought without any doubts

True belief in
the weak
Free to choose the way of
One last for the divinity

Die with no
Blind to views
If a way to seek
Fall on knees and creep