Luyện nghe bài hát Embrace

What is to be of this
That makes empires like tears
The of millenia - fallen ages
the flow of dawning horizons
-
While the days crumble as hours unfold
A sensual swooning - prophetic
As the soils swallow the seeds of the

one of us to his own

Drowning in solitude
Swallowing the
The pallid hope revealed at

"Why should I in microcosmic bonds
chafe the spirit and the mind repress
When through the clouds gleam beyonds
Whose shining vistas man's littleness?"
Throw off shackles of sufferance
This penance of one thousand
I wield the of destiny
the means of my own death

Give me both nails and a
Harness those ecstasies of
myself on cruciform
At last...

With swift feet I my way
Helmed by a cacophony of
Deaf to the of youthfullness
And beauty and joy since away
Yet now a falls upon my ears
Of dripping - whispering
The hole of emptiness I through
the caress from far beyond

Now no can I ignore
What before has gone again
The silence of
Satisfied with this one step
beneath the waters -
The embrace of the goddess of death

Quote taken H.P. Lovecraft's "Phaeton"