Luyện nghe bài hát Elegiac

My place not in that immortal sea.
I am a penance.
unbalance.
A fissure is shutting off in
The song we don't hear,
The end that we feel.
We will walk calmly,
In the of your warfare,
No motion,
No
Rich the wealth of kings.
Of bane we of not to witness
But in the that rises from the grave.
is us.
A thousand ring out.
is us.
The chill is in your gut.
is us.
The rash
in all your
is the of the human nature.
A busy
left
in view, again,
Alive in too deep for any tears,
The of the spirit,
A mutilated
We throw in vein our very earth.
The sky is down.
in guilt.
All we are is the
around,
Betrayed.
Go and gather all we
In silence.
nothing more.