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

A made of houses
Something out of the
be born
Asleep for a years
Taking
by stone
Stone by

is starting to breathe
Something is alive
What should never be
Spawned by the demon
let the fetus survive

Spine is twisted
and withering
A full of war
and gibbering
Fist full of
Cracking and

Her will be made of missiles
guns and aeroplanes
Blood stains and faces
by stone

Veins will be made of
wires
Entangle the below
by stone

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

and war faces
Twisting and
are shaking
Unmaking and
Gears of the machine
and clattering

Feeding on
Feeding on
on weakness
Feeding on
on hope
Feeding on
on charity
Feeding on
Feeding on
on tears
Feeding on bad
Feeding on
on you
on me
Feeding on
Feeding on

The grand
of misery
The gestation
We tend the centuries
A surrogate
In entropy