Luyện nghe bài hát Dying Freedom

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

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

Constructive powers desire
The last intense
at the surface, for all of us to hear

Gather round, the secrets that you
And the speech that blood flow
Blame desire, you'll revenge

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

Re-abuse infiltration. untold
Raping life from nations

The ritual explosive
enemies
Shells of empty faces, to be free

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