Luyện nghe bài hát Dissolution Of The Forms

The venerable
Doctrine was upon us
Humanity's gain...
But the king was a
The but a porous withered wreath
Upon a grimace
Our myopic
Of a tenet
all thought
Of
Encircled by the frail
Beset by the strength of
The of validity
Are in rough soil
Traces of the
on the wall...
Unrelenting
Sleek cold
Clings to our
As a vulnerable
(To the guardian)
The dead of
This helmet
Anchors us to the motionless of chaos
of fidelity
Distillations of
of substantiality
(Cavort the wall)
Must burden
Be bourne unto our
As the
On Atlas'
If we were to
Our on the globe
Could we
As we it
into the stars?
The explosion will us
In the elements of
Encumber us with the
Of reality...
Yet free us by as the lustrous key
To our manacles
Traces of the
Dance on the
In with flames
That provide warmth