Luyện nghe bài hát Embrace

What is to be of pestilience
That makes empires tumble tears
The of millenia - fallen ages
Staunches the flow of dawning
-
While the days crumble as hours unfold
A swooning - prophetic mocking
As the soils the seeds of the past

one of us to his own

Drowning in hallowed
the void
The pallid revealed at last

"Why should I in microcosmic bonds
That the spirit and the mind repress
When the clouds gleam beckoning beyonds
shining vistas mock man's littleness?"
Throw off those shackles of
This penance of one thousand
I wield the scepter of
Choose the of my own death

Give me both and a hammer
Harness ecstasies of death
myself on cruciform
At last...

With feet I made my way
Helmed by a cacophony of
to the legacy of youthfullness
And and joy since pined away
Yet now a rush falls my ears
Of dripping - words
The hole of emptiness I pour
Unveils the caress from far

Now no longer can I
What goes before has again
The silence of
Satisfied with one fell step
Plunge beneath the -
The freezing of the goddess of death

Quote taken from H.P. "Phaeton"