Luyện nghe bài hát Geometry In Static

Behold a path is created from these traces of ink
join numbers
Sounds come forth the plasticity
This is the direct of the continuous war
The collision of the worlds of and stability

One would the mind behind them
If only he withdraw from
The relentless of its forms

I have swum against rivers of
symmetry and have returned
From the of weakness
To the of triumph

Between the circular entrances of spinning suns
I traveled with the of a triangle
To the dark corners of

in static

In frozen I left my seal for the future travelers
trilithons bear my signature
In of yellow on the phosphoric remnants
Of organisms consciousness long erased

One would the mind behind them
If only he could withdraw
The relentless of its forms

Between the circular entrances of dark suns
I traveled with the of a triangle
To the dark corners of

in static