Luyện nghe bài hát Esoptro

Reversing the towards the soul
Absorbed from the swirl of the ego
Naked the warm familiar
of matter

Here and fears are shaped,
uncontrolled in
the of ecstasy
under the threat of
upcoming

Parallel futures may
never happen are
the of the inner most sanctum
are the guardians
Who is the master of this ?
Who posted them ?
Illumination from within
and levitates the

and marble busts lined in
external silent,
laden with creases like self deceit
They seem lost in contemplation
their laurel wreath is

Now I how felt the first amphibian
allowing the air to inhabit in its lungs

The sceptre was in my hand