Luyện nghe bài hát Foundations

The sand hides
The of the dead
Whispers in the
of our future

We shall build
In cursed place
structures
The towers of
In their
We ever toil
We will there
Waiting for a
Citadels of
relics of old
Sentinels of
Hidden down

These are the
of that we laid
Must we feat on a of blood?
The of the world in the mouths of all
Sick corruption in the of life
It sustain us
Was even a choice?

Descendants of
With faces from stone
The legacy of what has
Our paths by a thread
Only of the lies we led
Impart the of the years we shed