Luyện nghe bài hát Great Words On The Altars

Of who fed people on the great words no one survived
The words are left
Yesterday I thought the echoes of words
Are music
Today I really don't know who I am
I that the sedition was my vocation
I've to search for relief
For safety of

Today I really don't who I really am
I in twilight of the grey cities
with my bitterness
With the of my strength
I'm to detain those dying great words
I thought that the of these words
Which are the of mind
Were inside
The beast has its eyes
words for those called for dreams!

An animal think about eternity
struggling for existence

From the of those who fed people on great words
We the altars

Of who fed people on great words
Only words survived
Of who fed people on great words
Only people are left

From the of those who fed people on great words
We the altars
I I was from those who fed people on great words
we are their nourishment!