Luyện nghe bài hát Harbinger

Sleep and silent
in stained glass scenes of violence
Claim the song sung by the
Breath and quietly

Stand before the of the crow
Take up the blade that the final blow
off the wings to refuse its ascension
There be no reproach. There will be no redemption
For the and corrupt at the end of its life
Only justice from the absolute a flick of a knife

Back to it all began
Tracing to the shore
They into the ocean
Where the waits no more
In its waits utter devotion
The current casting tells of lifetime past
The empty that once seemed listless
all now been recast
But when in distant thoughts, a sleeping evil starts to stir
Distracted by warm memories with relaxed
It seemed unlike to

Tear off the to refuse its ascension
There will be no reproach. will be no redemption

A breach in the bow allow the craft to sink again
Reaching to tear the wings from the crow
in complete

Experience a both of body and of mind
the constellations and define the undefined

The speaks in tongues onde bewildering
But in its sit the wings and
The dagger that say
Without a word it says

Tore off the wings to its ascension
There will be no second
No forces for to
Just a place to final rest a head
The is dead

Go back to
The sun is setting
And you can rest you head for now.