Luyện nghe bài hát Dying Freedom

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

Overruled by a of patience, it's untold
That's the secret has made us

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

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

Standing at the solemn
Where blessed fools are
is wasted, wasted blood and tears

Re-abuse infiltration. untold
Raping life other nations

The ritual fires
enemies
Shells of empty faces, crying to be

free, the spirits gather round
While the soul lays
Will the call again?