Luyện nghe bài hát Faces In The Walls

Roar of wars was by the heavy cloak of dust
of steel reins were broken in echoes
Air with blood
rabble
Fallen the flag of antiquity.
I like to breath in and I devour
Each drop of the times passed away
Times of and of primary love as well.
In the evening into dark I speak to faces in the walls
They are much older we are willing to understand
And also stronger than us, time and the power of
They are engraved into by songs from universe.
I like to listen to the narration of the endless labyrinth of
And at the same time I feel the material and intoxicating power of

With I feel to be bound.