Luyện nghe bài hát Crusades

Give dust to life, give to dust,

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

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

Glory to as part of a whole,

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

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

Let the be led by the dumb

The arrive at the gates

Let the lie down on their swords

The unleash their wrath

One ant is no ant, no is a tree,

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

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

Not of it
Not of it
wasted a lifetime
Not of it

We died, then born again.