Luyện nghe bài hát Dying Freedom

As a withered hand grips tight fear
The cold rains
The reaping arms of silence, for us to see

Overruled by a lack of patience, untold
That's the secret that has us

powers flow desire
The last intense
Scratching at the surface, for all of us to

Gather round, the that you know
And the speech makes blood flow
Blame desire, blame revenge

Standing at the shores
Where blessed are born
Happiness is wasted, blood and tears

Re-abuse infiltration. it's
life from other nations

The ritual fires
Rewarding
Shells of faces, crying to be free

Dying free, the spirits gather
While the soul lays
Will the voices call