Luyện nghe bài hát Crusades

Give dust to life, life to dust,

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

Ruderal roots tulleric shoots in
Making out of death chthonic breath meristem,
Jubilee, I am free, so I from debris,
Other who are weak 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 embark on a drive to split 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,
Blazon to the we were born to press on,
Blank the sky with our kind, the branches align,
Sing the spores to the throng, fill the fields our song,
We are in our blight, full of poison and pomp,
Molded as one, we outshine the sun,
like 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 Philistines at the gates

Let the brave lie on their swords

The devoted their wrath

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

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

We died, then we're again.