Luyện nghe bài hát Harbinger

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

before the corpse of the crow
Take up the blade that struck the blow
Tear off the wings to refuse its
There will be no reproach. There will be no
For the wicked and corrupt at the end of its
justice from the absolute with a flick of a knife

Back to it all began
Tracing to the shore
lead into the ocean
Where the horror no more
In its place waits utter
The casting backwards tells of lifetime past
The empty faces that once seemed
Have all now been
But when lost in distant thoughts, a sleeping evil starts to
Distracted by warm with vigilance relaxed
It unlike to occur

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

A in the bow would allow the craft to sink again
Reaching down to tear the from the crow
in complete

Experience a transformation both of body and of
Rearrange the constellations and define the

The speaks in tongues onde bewildering
But in its sit the wings and
The dagger say everything
a word it says everything

Tore off the wings to its ascension
There be no second coming
No for succumbing to
a peaceful place to final rest a head
The crow is

Go back to
The sun is finally
And you can you weary head for now.