Luyện nghe bài hát Crown The Lost

True in fiction
the weak
Free to the way of death
Fall on knees and creep

Die no remorse
to different views
For all your
To die for and to
strong enough
To be in a lifetime

and broken
Cries out of the
Out of ruins
Shrouded under and tears
the lost
Enthrone the
Run in
Through the of revenge
Do you see that matters

If a god - out there
A cause of chaos - and
If we stand to grace - naked and bare
Like a of pain and cruelty

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

True belief in
Dominate the
Free to choose the way of
One last breath for the

Die with no
Blind to views
If there's a way to
Fall on your and creep