Luyện nghe bài hát Crown The Lost

True belief in
the weak
Free to the way of death
on your knees and creep

Die with no
Blind to different
For all your
To die for and to
Ain't enough
To be in a fulfilled

Paralysed and
Cries out of the
Out of new-born
under pain and tears
Crown the
the dead
Run in
Through the curse of
Do you see matters change?

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

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

True in fiction
the weak
Free to the way of death
One breath for the divinity

Die with no
to different views
If there's a way to
Fall on knees and creep