Luyện nghe bài hát Crusades

Give dust to life, life to dust,

in a void, I am torn, I am born,

Ruderal tulleric shoots in cahoots
Making life out of death chthonic meristem,
Jubilee, I am free, so I from debris,
Other seeds who are need a spur so I speak,
Every word like a burr, so my voice and rejoice,
a spark from the dark ignites a thousand to march
So we on a drive to split from the stem,
out of the clade, a parade to invade,

Glory to grow as of a whole,

We are roots, we are soil, we are leaves, we are

Broad canopy the tree, a decree,
to the world we were born to press on,
Blank the sky with our kind, the branches align,
the spores to the throng, fill the fields with our song,
We are in our blight, full of poison and pomp,
as one, we will outshine the sun,
Spread vines as we climb, knots that can't be undone,
The has begun, turn the many to one,

Let the blind be led by the

The arrive at the gates

Let the brave lie down on swords

The devoted unleash their

One ant is no ant, no is a tree,

Just a part of a I gave up to be free,

Rejoice in the life I gave to a wave,
Of that will die and behave all the same,
To populate the terrain until all remains,
Is our of one mind, evolved and refined,
Fall the crown, I will rot on the ground,
by the march that moves on as the sound,
From their step fades, alone, for a I'm placed
Born in new roots that will rise from my waste

Not of it
Not of it
I've a lifetime
Not of it

We died, then born again.