Luyện nghe bài hát Geometry In Static

Behold that a path is created from traces of ink
join numbers
Sounds come forth manifesting the
is the direct outcome of the continuous war
The collision of the of change and stability

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

I swum against rivers of fallacy
Chaotic symmetry and returned
From the point of
To the of triumph

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

in static

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

One would sense the mind behind
If he could withdraw from
The relentless of its forms

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

in static