Luyện nghe bài hát Great Words On The Altars

Of those who fed on the great words no one survived
The words are left
Yesterday I the echoes of these words
Are inside
Today I really know who I really am
I thought the sedition was my vocation
I've started to search for
For safety of

Today I really know who I really am
I hide in 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
are the music of mind
Were sounded
The beast has its eyes
Great words for called for dreams!

An animal doesn't think eternity
While struggling for

From the ashes of those who fed people on words
We build the

Of those who fed on great words
Only these words
Of those who fed people on words
Only people are left

the ashes of those who fed people on great words
We build the
I thought I was from those who fed people on words
Nevertheless we are nourishment!