Luyện nghe bài hát Faces In The Walls

Roar of was covered by the heavy cloak of dust
Noises of steel reins were broken in
Air with blood
rabble
Fallen under the of antiquity.
I like to breath in and I greedily
Each drop of the times passed away
Times of blood and of primary as well.
In the evening falling into dark I speak to in the walls
They are much older than we are willing to
And also stronger us, time and the power of oblivion
They are engraved into walls by from universe.
I like to listen to the of the endless labyrinth of horror
And at the same time I feel the most and intoxicating power of

With which I to be bound.