Luyện nghe bài hát Feed, Part I: Stone By Stone

A made of houses
out of the nothingness
Will be
Asleep for a thousand
Taking
by stone
Stone by

Something is to breathe
Something is coming
What should never be
Spawned by the seed
Don't let the fetus

Spine is twisted
and withering
A full of war
Contorted and
Fist of promises
Cracking and

Her will be made of missiles
Machine guns and
stains and honest faces
Stone by

Veins will be of highways
wires
Entangle the mire
by stone

Something is starting to
Something to thrive
set the demon free
Don't let it be
let it eat us alive

Bullets and war
Twisting and
are shaking
Unmaking and
Gears of the gold
and clattering

Feeding on
Feeding on
Feeding on
on violence
Feeding on
on need
Feeding on
on greed
Feeding on
on tears
Feeding on bad
Feeding on
on you
on me
Feeding on
Feeding on

The tribulation
Elation of
The gestation
We tend the centuries
A sanctum
In entropy