Luyện nghe bài hát Dying Freedom

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

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

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

Gather round, the secrets you know
And the speech that makes flow
Blame desire, you'll blame

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

infiltration. it's untold
Raping life from other

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

Dying free, the gather round
While the soul lays
Will the voices again?