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
Tear off the wings to its ascension
There will be no reproach. There be no redemption
For the wicked and at the end of its life
Only justice from the absolute with a of a knife

Back to where it all
footprints to the shore
They into the ocean
Where the horror no more
In its place utter devotion
The current casting backwards tells of lifetime
The empty faces that once listless
all now been recast
But lost in distant thoughts, a sleeping evil starts to stir
Distracted by warm memories with vigilance
It seemed to occur

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

A breach in the bow allow the craft to sink again
Reaching down to tear the wings the crow
conquered in

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

The returned in tongues onde bewildering
But in its hands sit the and
The that say everything
Without a word it says

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

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